A-651: Grasslands Estate

The car trip is a leisurely one as the convoy moves off, the guard vehicles surrounding the cargo truck.

It proceeds way from the shuttle and along the road to the escarpment.

To Lia’s left is a tall crop of some type of plant, to her right, an expanse of mown grass eventually gives way to wild grasses and low shrubs, perhaps a kilometre away.  The long shadows of the convoy stretching across the flat expanse as the star drops lower and lower.

Ahead, the escarpment looms until presently the car enters the long access tunnel.

No-one speaks on the journey, unless Lia wishes to do so.