Eris Station Follow my finger: that's the closest star, it's why everything is here; your great-grandmothers made the trip from Saturn (at 9,000,000,000 km now it's much too small to see), had their hearts set to be starship builders, wayfarers, frontier pushers. Ice and stone, mostly ice, that's what they found; can't build much from that. Where's the starship? Can you go?! There's no starship, girl, weren't you listening? farm and stars, rock and ice, games and dancing every 10 day, that's our world, and it's a big one; a ring more than 50,000,000 megameters round, at least three score kids your age on Eris alone; many more on the rocks we pass close to; world enough, I'd have thought, for anyone.