On Titan, the wolf-moon of Saturn, there is no air to breathe and no rescue coming. A catastrophic accident leaves a handful of survivors stranded on the frozen edge of the solar system, their radio silence a death sentence. Among them is Gregory Malcolm, a meek secretary whose only talent is his obsessive love of astrogation - the mathematics of navigating between worlds. He never imagined his hobby would become the only thing keeping his group alive. What follows is a tense meditation on leadership stripped of vanity: Malcolm must forge a fragile community from strangers wounded and terrified, while the hostile moon conspires to kill them slowly. The novel asks what happens to ordinary people when the ordinary world falls away - who rises, who breaks, and whether survival is worth becoming someone you never wanted to be. A quiet, gripping 1940s science fiction novel that understands isolation the way only mid-century SF could.
