Just Out of Jupiter's Reach (The Far Reaches, #5)

by Nnedi Okorafor

Interesting how we tend to associate strength with something hard like diamond, tungsten, stone. Never with something that is flesh, something that yields.

Miri ships were the most revolutionary thing human beings had ever created. They would make us an interstellar species. They were powerful, even sentient creatures, and they were our freedom . . . in a way. Each one imprinted on only one human being, if Kármán could find that one.

to. If any of us broke this rule and traveled together, we’d forfeit the remaining millions we would earn in that time. Always the threat of losing what we were owed. Typical capitalism.

“I’m a trans woman in space hugging my beautiful black sisters in a living ship! I don’t even care how weird this is,” Gracious announced.