Robert H. Wilson, Out Around Rigel
“ Then I was falling, with Kelvar's face growing fainter, and in my ears a horrible ringing like the world coming to an end.Just before I could strike the water, I wakened to find the alarm bell jangling and the object-indicator light flashing away. Through the telescope, the moon was large in the sky.It was an hour, perhaps two, before I approached the sunlit surface and hovered over the shore by Nardos. Try as I would, my sleep-drugged body could not handle the controls delicately enough to get the Comet quite in step with the moon's rotation. Always a little too fast or too slow. ”
