"Little star nation under the Sun’s eye," the Rep said. He swung the drone around so that, briefly, Lindsay saw the drone’s own tether line. Then its cameras focused on the rigging of the spacecraft’s solar sail. In the bow was a storage chamber of accordioned fabric, but it was empty now; the nineteen tons of metallic film were spread for light pressure in a silver arc two kilometers across. The camera zoomed in and Lindsay saw as the sail expanded that it too was old: creased a bit here and there, and peppered with micrometeor holes.