Author: C.J. Cherryh
The Beginning: Distance deceived the eye in the Lakht, that wide, red land of the First Descended, where legend said the ships had come down.
The Friday 56: (from page 56) But she went veiled, and disconsolate, and brooded. Marak shared a tent with her and never had seen her face.
Comment: Great story and great science fiction. I love this author!