Transcription: The Hub, Dangerous Territory by James H. Schmitz edited by Eric Flint The Searcher It was night in that part of the world of Masmyale deep night, for much of the sky was obscured by the dense cosmic cloud called the Pit, little more than two light-years away. Overhead only a scattering of nearby stars twinkled against the sullen gloom of the cloud. Far to the east its curving edges were limbed in brilliance, for beyond it still, just below the horizon, blazed the central sun clusters of the hub. The landscaped private spaceport was well lit, but almost deserted. A number of small ships stood a ...
