The long stretches of empty space between drop points are rife with danger. The danger of silence so oppressive it crushes minds. The danger of violent savages who scan the waypoints for lone travelers. And most of all, the danger of losing one’s way, and floating off until supplies or sanity reach an end.
Floating lost on the edges of civilization, hope was kindled as his ship burst into flames falling into Earth’s atmosphere. He fell, crash landed in a swamp outside Nouvelle Orleans, and found himself marooned with no response to his distress beacon. After waiting too long for rescue, he started to wander across America.
As his mind mixed with those on Earth, ideas, sounds and songs began to flow. Music that is from this world, but made by a man from far away.
Sundog, a Spaceman on an Earth mission.
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