Gracie, I am... I'm so far out. The sun doesn't... I can't even pick it out anymore. So many stars are brighter now... I dream, sometimes... Last time, I dreamed of you, Gracie.
Travis Sojourn is running from something so hard that he’s all but left the solar system. Out in the black, where nothing and no one should be save frozen rocks and vacuum, he finds people. Exiles from existence, doomed to live out the rest of their days tending to the orbits of Kuiper belt objects, the devil's own herd.