"the ship perched like an insect, with gill-like arrays, translucent water-metal, gels that changed color at different angles, and countless plates with near-invisible seams. The ship was longer than it was wide, a thick nose and base tapering to blade tails, and two wings on either side, sharp and sickle-shaped like a falcon at high speed, preened back now tight against its body. The reflective black shell was chafed with white scars, fine cracks, dents, and a sand-wind burnish. A narrow strip of crystal was bared down the ship’s spine from nose to tail. At its backside, silvery engine cylinders clustered, complicated and larger than any turbines Caiden had worked on. Even the dusters were like mites compared to this beetle. And he had never seen anything so beautiful"