Part 2
Tears welled in Pesto's eyes, but he blinked them back. Grief was a luxury he couldn't afford. He squeezed his father's pendant, finding solace in its faint warmth. It was more than just a keepsake; it pulsed with a strange energy, a mystery Pesto vowed to unravel.
With a heavy heart, Pesto clambered into the beat-up escape pod. It looked barely functional, but it was his only hope. As the pod rattled to life and blasted off into the inky blackness of space, Pesto gazed back at Tatar.
Jul 11, 2024, 09:42
