Star Log, Sec. 7, Sub. 16-4 – another viewpoint
Slek was still watching the sky. Slek had been watching for days now, taking every turn that was available.
The Periln hadn’t come back. By this point it was almost safe to believe that they wouldn’t.
They had begun rebuilding carefully, within the ruins of their lost city. They had sent out very low-frequency signals, looking for more survivors.
They could, perhaps, make a go of life again. But only if the Periln or someone like them didn’t return.
Slek couldn’t help thinking how much easier it would be to rebuild with help, though.
- Tootplanet: Captain’s Log Sector 7, Subector 16
- Tootplanet: Another Viewpoint
- Tootplanet 7-16-4: Another Viewpoint
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Their horses were tired but not injured; they were tired and they both had their share of injuries. They moved at a steady pace rather than rushing, doing their best not to look like they were running away.
Nikol heard Aran mutter Workings two more times. The second time, the words trailed off into a string of cursing.
“Just a little while longer.” The man had tried to hamstring her. Still. “Just hold on a bit longer. It won’t do us any good to have survived that battle if we end up at the Mountain.”
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