Part 3
Pesto gazed back at Tatar, a silent promise hanging in the void: he would find a new home, and honor his father's memory.
Days bled into weeks. The cramped escape pod became Pesto's world, filled with the whirring of failing machinery and the gnawing loneliness of grief. He clung to his father's pendant, the only source of comfort in the vast emptiness.
Jul 11, 2024, 09:46
