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An adult Polynesian woman with broad, strong shoulders and a long dark braid kicks into a handstand on the narrow rim of a crater glazed blue by a fallen star. Her palm compresses a patch of fluorescent dust while the upward snap of her legs sends it into a narrow plume. Her fitted ochre climbing suit is reinforced with matte leather at the knees. The sky is still black; the crater is the only light source, casting a cobalt underglow onto her focused face and turning her braid into a long graphic line between two worlds.