The Last Millennium Moon

Lux was in charge of the non-specialist recreational lending library, a tiny collection of adventure, romance, drama, and genre fiction. She pulled another two books out of her satchel, a look of genuine pleasure spreading across her face. I finally convinced Joaquin to donate the last book in the series. Vashti perked up at the sound of Ra's reshuffling the library and dragged herself over to sea. After rereading the first couple chapters of some gritty post-pocalyptic cyber-distopian paperback, Lux's LED-blinked orange, meaning it was snack time somewhere in Periscope facet 8.