Sunday, December 04, 2011

In the Mouth of the Whale 2 - Paul J. McAuley

"Maui wasn't much different from the farm rock where I'd spent my early childhood. A dwarf planet about three hundred kilometres across, just large enough to have been pulled into a sphere by its own gravity: a rough ball of water ice accreted around a core of silicate rocks, contaminated with pockets of methane and nitrogen ices, coated in layers of primordial carbonaceous material and spattered with craters, one so big that material excavated by the impact covered half Maui's surface with a lightly cratered debris shield. Two fragments lofted by that impact still circled Maui's equator, a pair of moonlets kindled into sullen slow-burning miniature suns by Quick construction machines during the short-lived world-building era immediately after their seedship had arrived at Fomalhaut."

3.5 out of 5