glass, formed strange jig saws as they interlocked, opening up before them to the horizon. There were no plants, as she'd wondered on the way down.
The ground seemed instead to be a semi translucent kind of firm silicon, opalescent and shimmering, occasionally ruptured by strange crystalline forms not unlike trees.
In the far distance, Erena could see crystal mountains glittering in the light, catching the pale blue sunlight reflected off the deep jade colored sea. It was dazzlingly beautiful, almost to the point of hurting Erena's eyes.
"I had a feeling you'd appreciate this."
Erena looked up at Shang as he spoke to see him staring off at the horizon as well, his expression oddly peaceful.
"I grew up in the Labyrinth City," he was saying, "Back on the planet where you were sold. I was raised in the lower levels, where the buildings are so dense you rarely see the sky. When I finally got off planet, this is the first place I came."
"It's incredible," Erena leaned against him, awed, "I guess I didn't really process it before. I'm really on another planet. I'm the first human being to see this."
"Are you going to pass out again?" Shang asked with a frown. Erena laughed.
"No, no, I just wish I could take samples or something!" she shrugged, "If I could just get something back to earth about all this... it would change everything."
Shang looked momentarily troubled, but Erena was more concerned with the view. A handful of what she guessed were children of one species or another were running down the beach pulling a huge kite shaped like a squid. Its ribbons curled and waved in the air like the real thing. She let go of Shang's arm to hurry towards the beach, eager to investigate.
The alien children let her examine the kite, then showed her where to find tide pools were tiny crystalline crabs, their backs decorated with spires of rose quartz, scurried back and forth snatching at darting, jewel colored fish.
She'd been scrambling over the shore collecting sea shells, transparent but for the iridescent pink nacre that lined them, for nearly an hour before she noticed Shang watching her.
"Where have you been?" she asked, breathless, as she hurried towards him, "I saw the most amazing crustacean-thing! You won't believe how its segments are connected."
"I found us a place to stay," Shang explained, "It's getting late. You wanted that shower, right?"
"Desperately," Erena agreed with a laugh.
Despite her situation, she couldn't help smiling as they walked back through the broad streets towards the hotel Shang had found. The hotel wasn't so different from what Erena had expected.
Although the lobby was a bit strange, the room itself was designed to accommodate bipedal mammalians, and so the furniture and accommodations were very close to what she was used to.
They had difficulty finding the bed at first, until they moved a round wooden lid near the balcony and discovered a pillow lined nest like area. Erena wanted to fall into it immediately, but she didn't want to dirty the sheets.
"You can shower first," Shang offered, "I'll see about dinner."
"Thank you," Erena clasped her hands in gratitude and hurried to the attached bathroom, only to have to return a moment later and ask for help figuring out how to turn on the water. Shang rolled his eyes but showed her how the panel worked.
As she washed, Erena couldn't help thinking how much things had changed since a few days ago. She'd been taken from her ship scared and alone. Now she was on the kind of outer space adventure she'd read stories about as a kid. Seeing incredible new planets, meeting new species.
If she were a dashing space captain like in the stories, she'd probably have fallen in love by now too. She thought of Shang, remembering his face as he'd talked about visiting here for the first time. Well, it wasn't love, but it was something, and it was something exciting.
Chapter Nine
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