"Rescue Fescue!" In the Twenty-sixth century, mankind has interstellar travel and is exploiting the galaxy. On gaseous Cridieon, giant single-celled creatures dance in the plumes. On dry Turmia, clumsy eight-limbed, nine-brained natives study humans to discover one thing only. On watery Salamandria, the oceans beneath the full moon bloom with colorful bio-light. Beneath a nova sun, five-eyed, tri-gendered spiral Pupfish pray for rescue. And on Aphrodite III, a golden paradise awaits development. If the Silent Runners don't protect these people, who will? But who will protect humanity from the Silent Runners?