Journal Entry 169 / 0412 I breathed in the warm night air of an alien world, and contemplated what I was going to do, that night.Journal Entry 169 / 0412 I breathed in the warm night air of an alien world, and contemplated what I was going to do, that night. The sea was green, yes, at night, but the moon was small, and the sands were volcanic black, and the trees, using some sort of hemophyll, were a rust color. But they did burn, and I collected firewood. I glanced at the display on my securor-droid, Voll, to see the weather report, and found it satisfactory. It's shaped like a dog, only a stainless steel one. |