Post by Zaza on Dec 30, 2019 2:31:22 GMT -5
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[attr="class","lost1"]Where Shall The Force Lead Me?
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[attr="class","mouths1"]It's windy, it's dark...there is no life here. There would be a red star on the horizon, it seems to be lurching forward, unable to halt or chart a new path. Right before it makes contact Zaza would awaken. Covered from head to toe in sweat and...with a hastened sniff in the air Zaza could tell it was Dewback feces. It would take Zaza a moment to pick up on his current situation. The mold would hold in the air as the sand trickled in from the holes within the shack Zaza took shelter in.
It was a sudden place for Zaza to lay his head, as, after another successful race, Zaza would party until he couldn't feel his legs anymore. The two Dewbacks who accompanied him likely didn't even notice the man's presence, they were so focused on getting their share of sleep that even with Zaza getting up using one of their bodies as leverage, rising to his feet. It was that same dream, or was it a nightmare? It looked too consistent for it to be a nightmare though, right? Zaza would shake his head, bundles of sand would launch off in inconceivable directions, Zaza didn't really care where the sand landed, and the Dewbacks probably cared less. Zaza would push open the door and would be greeted with....home.
The ever-expanding desert greeted him with its howl and distant sounds of beast far too far away for Zaza to care about. The young man would look up and could tell that it was in the dead of night and that it was going to last a bit before the twin stars would rise once more. The sand in Zaza's black boots didn't bother him, anyone who lived on this planet knew that the first thing you were going to have to get used to, was the sand. Whether it be in the shoes, hair or some other sort of crevice. But how was Zaza going to get back to town? How did he even get out here? Who owned the Dewbacks? So man unanswered questions for the sobering up mind of Zaza Saan.
It was a sudden place for Zaza to lay his head, as, after another successful race, Zaza would party until he couldn't feel his legs anymore. The two Dewbacks who accompanied him likely didn't even notice the man's presence, they were so focused on getting their share of sleep that even with Zaza getting up using one of their bodies as leverage, rising to his feet. It was that same dream, or was it a nightmare? It looked too consistent for it to be a nightmare though, right? Zaza would shake his head, bundles of sand would launch off in inconceivable directions, Zaza didn't really care where the sand landed, and the Dewbacks probably cared less. Zaza would push open the door and would be greeted with....home.
The ever-expanding desert greeted him with its howl and distant sounds of beast far too far away for Zaza to care about. The young man would look up and could tell that it was in the dead of night and that it was going to last a bit before the twin stars would rise once more. The sand in Zaza's black boots didn't bother him, anyone who lived on this planet knew that the first thing you were going to have to get used to, was the sand. Whether it be in the shoes, hair or some other sort of crevice. But how was Zaza going to get back to town? How did he even get out here? Who owned the Dewbacks? So man unanswered questions for the sobering up mind of Zaza Saan.
[attr="class","lying1"]✎ @ulla , notes here don't make them too long
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