catercornered

Updated: July 25, 2026

Before the syllable was finished, Patrolman Willis pressed hard on the overdrive button. There came the always-nauseating sensation of going into overdrive combined with the even more unpleasant sensation of coming out of it. The squad ship was somewhere else. A vast, curving whiteness hung catercornered in the sky. It was the planet's icecap, upside down.

Murray Leinster - A Matter of Importance