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The Darken

  • pullin708
  • Mar 30
  • 1 min read

The old Lamy class star freighter landed about 5 miles from town hidden by the mountain. Strainger stepped from the ship in a cloud of atmo and dust from the ramps sudden drop , he cussed as his step left a print in the dirt, he activated air dusters built into his boots. The print disappeared, now he could get into town without leaving a trail. It had been about five years his last visit to This Particular hole, he stopped at the apex of a rise to take in the sites Burnt! At first glance it hadn’t changed. He was about to drop to lower ground when a noise a growling rumble stopped him in his tracks. Around the perimeter of town came a old diesel clunk transporter, they have a petrol…

 
 
 

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