the surface of a planet
‘We can’t take the chance,’ he repeated, his lips in an obstinate line. ‘We can fuel this ship for one trip—one trip. If we make it to Limbo and there’s no return cargo—well,’ he slapped his hand on the table, ‘you know what that will mean—dirt-side for us!’
The sound channel crackled and said, loudly, ‘You, there, dirtside! Speak up!’
First came a distress bulletin, direct from dirtside.
I get nothing from either the station or dirtside, just background static.
Andre Norton, Sargasso of Space
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