Zach
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Fauztin woke with a start. The transport ship he was resting on suddenly began to bump and shake. He realized that they were hitting the atmosphere of a planet and he began to tense up. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so nervous. The ship lightly touched down to the surface of the planet and landed with a bump that woke him completely from his nap. He peered out the window and saw a figure just outside wearing a cloak. He took quick notice to the sword dangling from his side. Is that a Darksword? He wondered, recognizing it from a book he read.
The transport gave a low hissing noise and the door cracked open, letting in a sliver of light. As he felt the rush of fresh air blast across his face, he smiled and stood. The captain came from the cockpit and led him off the shuttle, stepping down to the stone steps. He approached the man with the cloak and left Fauztin at the foot of the ramp.
The transport gave a low hissing noise and the door cracked open, letting in a sliver of light. As he felt the rush of fresh air blast across his face, he smiled and stood. The captain came from the cockpit and led him off the shuttle, stepping down to the stone steps. He approached the man with the cloak and left Fauztin at the foot of the ramp.