章 838: Elendor [2]

 "Scorpio," murmured a disembodied whisper, "-trust is a great deal, remember the true calling and bring thy tale to an end," surrounding images tunneled into a pin, all pinched in said moment, froze, he watched – heavy breaths and sweaty brows, the arms dropped, the lingering flicker of a message, '-serve or they di' faded.

Tires gripped the asphalt, the distanct groves and tall mountains foretold of atmospheric change. The elusively beautiful jet taxied along the runway, following the white line, and moved into a vacant hangar. Sand and gravel, or stone-dust, the lack of light, and unwillingness to investigate left the surrounding area untouched. He paid attention at the border, the grid-fence.