“Not much of a view, is it?” John turned away from the window.
“Sure it is! It’s not every day you get to watch the rain on a different world.” I leaned back to enjoy the show.
Millions of silvery drops cascaded against the glass. Beyond, in the untamed jungle, trees rustled and hissed under their weight.
The wind gusted, bringing a whiff of alien air. It smelled of mineral-laden rain,
plants and something fainter yet somehow familiar.
“Ah,” I sighed. “I can’t see why anyone doesn’t like rain.”
“It does smell nice,” John admitted.
A ship, coming in to land, made a blur against the sky. Its running lights glowed green and red.
“Bet you five credits it lands here.” He waved a hand at the settlement.
”You’re on.” I fingered the cool, solid metal of a dozen worlds.
The ship did land. I slipped the five credits from my pocket with a subdued, “Here you go.”
He shook his head. “Nah, keep your money. This view is worth all the credits in the galaxy.”
Written between 19 and 28 September 2007.
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