Dark: _We're both fine! We're coming out. Then we'll take off at once
for the Icaria Desert, before the Mars City task force gets here._
He and Maya walked hand in hand through the blasted airlock. The three
groundcars were there, waiting.
The two of them stood for a moment, before getting aboard the
groundcars, and looked out together across the red desert toward the
sinking sun.
Death? Desolation? No, not for them. This was life, and free, bleak
beauty, for them and for their children.
The future of Mars was theirs.