A brilliant crystalline light filtered through hundreds of seemingly weightless and lustrous cargo craft. If you step outside, the noise is a cacophonous blend of sirens, air traffic, and the droning basso of the huge ships above. Inside the causeways, the air is always chilled and dry with a silence so thorough you can hear every footstep save those awesome moments when a capital ship clears the bridge by mere meters on its way in or out.

Station 5 is the second largest of an array of ground based spaceports and is one of three that accept capital ships (the largest being out over the water quite near here actually). Its myriad ramps and causeways have become part of a social trend towards port spaces as places of public gathering. Quite near the interuniversal center, federal district, and, of course the lake, S5 is just as glimmering and beautiful as nearby downtown. I should mention that ground sector indicates the level at which structures are directly connected to the ground.

I’m usually here twice a week when I visit the office. My friend Jasik always knows when I’m around because he has access to the network within the confines of the station. He may drive some of the slowest craft on the planet, but keep in mind his job is to tow some of the largest ships that ever enter our atmosphere. Speaking of jobs, see that police craft outside the window? Those are actually federal craft specifically designed to protect the cargo transfers from piracy; I actually have a good friend who’s a meerfox in that occupation. I love how cute and fuzzy he is despite the startling firepower he gets to wield everyday. If you have any more questions feel free to ask of course.

Image copyright Foxer421, 2007. Please ask if you want to use this image beyond wallpaper, personal viewing, or printing as this will likely go into my graduate design portfolio.