Author's collection from the famous science fiction series.... Stars scratched white arcs across the screen. Breg, heavier, grew into a chair. The pink light from the rushing blood covered his eyes, inviting him to forget, but the pilot still dragged a heavy look from one group of instruments to another, fulfilling his main duty: to monitor the landing machines so that, if they refused, he would take control. Behind him, Seaver looked into the screen of the aft locator and moved his lips with zeal, counting the hundreds of meters that had not yet been covered, which seemed to have no end. The stars rotated more and more slowly, finally stopped altogether...