Nobody wanted to get caught in the Badlands after dark, but the goddess Wayfarer appeared when she willed, and to be chosen to deliver prayers was a great honor.
So he left the safety of the fort in their fastest vehicle. He reached the temple in the lengthening shadows and slid the prayer disc into the slot, navigating the prompts by rote, as he had been taught.
A chime sounded. She had heard their prayers. As he raced back to safety, he could see the goddess’s star, and the light gave him peace.
High above, the satellite received the data.

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