Redemption Ark
Chapter One
The dead ship was a thing of obscene beauty.
Skade looped around it in a helical pseudo-orbit, her corvette's thrusters drumming a rapid tattoo of corrective
bursts. The starscape wheeled behind the ship, the system's sun eclipsed and revealed with each loop of the helix.
Skade's attention had lingered on the sun for a moment too long. She felt an ominous tightening in her throat, the
onset of motion sickness.
It was not what she needed.
Irritated, Skade visualized her own brain in glassy three-dimensional complexity. As if peeling a fruit, she stripped
away layers of neocortex and cortex, flinging aside the parts of her own mind that did not immediately
interest her. The silvery loom of her implant web, topologically identical with her native synaptic network, shimmered
with neural traffic, packets of information racing from neuron to neuron at a kilometer per second, ten times
faster than the crawl of biological nerve signals. She could not actually perceive those signals moving-that would
have required an accelerated rate of consciousness, which would have required even faster neural traffic-but the
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