The mist felt light as it covered my skin and I could taste it on my tongue, which should have been impossible. As a Tohren, my senses were confined by microbes until matched with those of my mate. I knew there were no females on v16943 as I had mapped every inch of the planet over the 35 years I’d been stationed here.
Dizziness threatened to bring me to my knees as the familiar greys of rocks and plants assumed vibrant colors that nearly overwhelmed my visual sensors.
“What. The. Fuck.”
An unfamiliar voice resonated in my mind, but I saw no signs of life nearby. The husky tone of his words vibrated through my blood stream, sending my microbes into a frenzy of activity.
