The Fugitive Worlds

Book 1 The Wooden Spaceships, Book 2 The Rugged Astronauts From the inside of the book: Toller raised his head, directing his gaze to the south-east, to the part of the sky where the meteor must have originated, and was intrigued when he picked out what looked like a tiny cloud of golden fireflies. The cloud was roughly circular and was expanding rapidly, its individual components brightening with each passing second. He stared at it, bemused, unable to recall having seen anything similar amid the sky's sparkling treasures, and then - like the abrupt clarification of an image in an optical system - his sense of scale and perspective returned, and there came a terrible realization. He was looking at a swarm of meteors which appeared to be heading directly towards the fleet!