A woman of quiet dignity, her sky rose-pink hijab ripples in weightless waves, outlined with slate-gray aeroglyphs that track the phases of ascension. Her robe is a sleek slate silver, designed with minimal seams and embedded lightbands along the hem. She stands calm as lift-off. Behind her lies the Lunar Ascension Terminal, a gravity-suspended launch site with orbital elevators spiraling upward into the stars and departing vessels casting no shadows.
