At first sight the Dresden system was a yellow haze with crumbling volcanic debris drifting in and out of view. Once the pair emerged from the nebula of their arrival the decimation of the system was striking. Asteroids littered the entire system; dragged from their fields into the open and all bearing the signature bore holes left by the diamond mining industry that once thrived here. All that remained of the trade route to Leipzig was a trail of debris and lane parts.
"Mon dieu"
"Indeed"
A moment passed as the two of them waited at the edge of the nebula taking in the sight. Mr Fogg checked his pocket watch.
"Shal we move on passpartout?"
"Oui monsieur Fogg, to New Berlin?"
"Correct, we will travel via the jump gate and then on the the planet"
Passpartout's heart rose in his chest and he popped up in his seat gripping the controls. Cabin fever was starting to set in and the mere thought of solid ground, fresh air and civilization was irresistable.