Put on a pilgrimage ship to another planet, due to family debt she cannot escape, Anita Myers was resigned to her fate. A farmer by trade, she understood what she was getting into. She would help settle the 'new frontier', plant crops, catch dysentery probably, and then be buried in the backyard of her little dirt house.
Except that didn't happen. Their ship crashed. On a completely different planet. And as someone with emergency response training, Anita is thrown into a mass casualty event, without a sterile medical environment, on a planet she doesn't even know the name of.
Except the longer they are on the surface, the more things aren't what they seem, and the more she realizes, they might not be alone. Especially when, in the middle of the night. She stumbles across a large, winged alien, who studies her with an intensity that makes the hair on the back of her neck stand up.
The great mother was broken apart, a silver sword sliced through her great blue and pierced the ground.
And now there are strange creatures on our land. Strange creatures, with even stranger customs, and one looks at me with eyes like the great blue and a name of the great mother.
I must have her, she must welcome me into her ke'tuk, the avatar of the great mother must bring me home.
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