One of the spacers called out:
"Commander, the light's fading!"
The shouted words echoed in his ears as he strode down the steps.
The light's fading.... Like hell it was! Somehow those future men would find a way. Wasn't it man's way to thumb his nose at impossibilities and forge ahead?
Space Commander Curt Wing's shoulders straightened. He lengthened his stride. He did not look back.