Flat White Storms

On a clear night they can be seen racing through the heavens. Amidst the myriad of galactic lights they materialize like clockwork - suddenly appearing above one horizon, streaking across the sky, vanishing into another. They're not shooting stars. They're man-made satellites rushing headlong through the ionospheric highway.

Amongst the obscure specs is one prominent structure whose profile can be distinguished with the naked eye – a shimmering cylinder with a dim lunar glow. Her name is Lot...