18 Talrun
The supply hover glided over the sparse dirt of what used to a be a forest. This was one of the first forests the Mordanians decimated, and over the years the lack of trees meant erosion increased, causing this environment to become very dusty. This dust flew past the windows of the hover like sand in the desert, occasional shrubs punctuating the bleak view.
Stars lit up our surroundings, far enough from the city that there was little light pollution. As we approached the shrine, the rest of my team members and I double checked our supplies. I was to be working with Vaqos on taking out one of the Mordanian machines. A large keg of pink-pink juice sat beside me.
The hover slowed to a stop as it approached the construction site. And despite the circumstances, as I stepped out, I
