Work in progress based on James Blish's short story Surface Tension
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It is 20:12 and the fifth sun is getting hotter across the face of the dying world. The world's habitats are failing, the chlorofil mines are failing within the dying world.
Sunward columns of refugees are preparing to flee AntiSunward
AntiSunward armys are being raised to go against the interlopers, the scant resources can't be shared.
In the windward direction most of the habitats have already been destroyed or shaken smaller, now the sun threatens these remnents of life
Even Stemward travellers bring tales of aphids moving closer