Even through the multiple Uv sails above her and the black goop of sunblock all over her, she felt the sun warm her bones.
Bones that for too long had seemed chilled to the core. Although she had always felt a little outside society and this had chilled her. It was the loss of her husband that had chilled her most.
Zanoth, out from the hub of the galaxy, though no means on the outer spiral arms, had a sun with a high UV quotient, requiring all those immigrating from Earth, by one track or another, to live under domes that filtered out the UV light. She however came from a line of women who were, for want of a better word, allergic to sunlight. It burnt her skin.
She had a blemish from where as a child her skin had burnt when the doctor tested her to see if she like her mother and her grandmother before her burnt at even the least exposure to UV.
Both the indomitable women had married offworlders, and it was hoped as each new generation was born that they would have bought in DNA that would eliminate the lack. Offworlders who had long lineages on planets, so long that genetic drift was able to be seen in the DNA. Not long enough that they were a different species though.
Zanoth being a planet fairly recently colonised had attracted from many worlds the people looking for a change, people whose skills were needed and the pay offered being attractive.
Strictly speaking Zanoth should not have been colonised at all. Not that its high UV made it attractive. No it should not have been colonised because there was already sentient life on Zanoth. However the discovery of a naturally occurring compound here that was useful in spaceflight meant that at first a mining operation was established, then as that dragged on families of the miners were bought in. Then service staff, then more and more occupations till a thriving small colony existed.
At this stage it kind of meet a threshhold and started attracting people till now there were 3 cities on Zanoth. 3 cities and no rural settlements. It was too expensive to cover in rural land. Besides which the planet was meant to be left to the Zanothites themselves. Who knew how they survived on the surface desserts. The Wandering Sea besides which she know sunbathed, was getting smaller each decade and it never rained on Zanoth.