Jupiter Underfoot
When Mira opened her eyes, Jupiter spread below her feet. Bands of cream and red crept past, rippling like hazy scarves. Despite the silhouetted mesh of stylized leaves and vines that reinforced the thick stack of shield glass between her and the planet, Mira's head lazily pirouetted and she clutched the arms of the wing chair on reflex. Then the floor swept to black from left to right and the silhouetted leaves and vines reflected the interior lights again, turning brassy against the dark...