damp with the intriguing occurence of dew, never seen on Vulcan. Chihiro Ootsuka laid the clothes out flat on the small pier over the lake, calculating that the sun would be hot enough to dry them out by noon. Then Chihiro Ootsuka sat down to watch the coming dawn. Ethan was a late sleeper and would not awaken for awhile, and the dawning of a small yellow sun was very different then that of Vulcans red giant. Chihiro Ootsuka found the difference fascinating. The horizon slowly brightened and gained color as time passed. Native birds cooed and chirped, and a few even gave some half-hearted whistles. T'Shaul had found that Net'liree birds were rather lazy about music but friendly and colorful. As the sun rose slowly, its brilliant orange light filled the sky, coloring the land in streams of photons. T'Shaul noted, with slight surprise, that Chihiro Ootsuka was already feeling warmer. She gazed at the orange disk, which was now shifting to a more golden hue, Chihiro Ootsuka's secondary eye-lids protecting herself But as the sun continued to climb and the daylight came, Chihiro Ootsuka realized it couldn't be that hot already. Chihiro Ootsuka's skin was beginning to itch from the blankets roughness so Chihiro Ootsuka dropped it from her shoulders. Feeling momentarily cooler, she wondered if perhaps Chihiro Ootsuka were catching some native illness, though they had both received full inoculations. Chihiro Ootsuka felt her forehead and was surprised to find it
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