The Red Soil
A couple who happen to be pilots lead a journey to Mars.
In the time frame the travelers to Mars had sensed the welcome party of the other humans who had already made the trek, they felt in their bones the excitement. Every fiber in their body kept them looking forward to their own sense of being. The ride was okay except for the fighting couple. The male captain Alfredo Bally left the mic hot in the cabin.
“No, you need to drive slower. We’re going to crash into the red dirt!” Co-captain Jenila said.
“No, you need to pay attention to the controls or you and I and everyone will die!"
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