This is the 89th quintent of being stranded on a random planet with nothing but my thoughts a letter that I still haven't read yet. I 'm not sure if I am afraid of opening it or reading what it says inside. The stained paper resting in my malnourished palm.
My surroundings are now nothing but ice and snow, my chest is aching in the pressure; tears can't fall from my red, swollen eyes. Is this what freedom feels like? Even in my dire situation I can't help but let a cracked smile wash over my S/C face knowing that before I finally d*e, I got to experience freedom. Or at least something similar?
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Day 145. I'm struggling to move and breathe now. My pulse is faint and my entire body is numb and shaking. My H/C hair is draped sadly over by shoulders, sweat beating over my S/C face. This planet seems to have a very unstable weather system. I managed to find some wild berries that weren't poisonous. I've managed to avoid the angry creatures waiting for me to become to weak to fight back. Fire is the only thing keeping me safe. I still have no idea what I really look like since the only water I can find is from plants and rain. Today I decided to set off west to search for inhabitants. I haven't found any so far, but I remain hopeful.
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Day 200. I have come across a miracle, a village of strange creatures that call themselves 'Erusians'. They have treated me with something I haven't experienced in a long time, kindness. I am feeling much more alive now and I can move and breathe better. I have made clothes to keep me warm in the harsh winters and something to hold supplies and the letter. I still have yet to read it.
Something unexpected has happened now, I have stumbled across a castle. It is hundreds bigger that the Erusian house I stayed in. The door is much larger than any creature I have seen would walk through, but those creatures are only from my experienced over the last 200 days. It
The door released with a sigh, the halls are already lit and talking can be heard in the distance. I am wary but being out of sight is something I have become very good at. I hide within the ceiling's structure as I watch more strange creatures talking, different from the Erusians.
CORAN: "Ha, ha, ha, ha-ey!"
What language is this?
HUNK: "Man these guys are good."
ALLURA:" It can't be..."
CORAN: "What is it?"
ALLURA: "We've been asleep for 10,000 years!"
They all look very strange, one has hair on his face, the others look different, except one seems to be wearing a very odd royal outfit? I decide to hide away for a bit longer, at least until I feel they are good people.
ALLURA: "Planet Altea and all of the planets in our solar system have been destroyed. Coran, father is gone, our entire civilization..."
The strange dress wearing one becomes enraged.
ALLURA: "Zarkon!"
My head throbs as memories flood into my head as quickly as I forget them. Tears threaten to burst as I grab my head in agony and frustration. My eyes sting with water as my vision becomes blurry with rage, I think that is what I am feeling?
ALLURA: "He's alive? Impossible!"
SHIRO: "I can't explain it but it's true. He's searching for a super weapon called Voltron."
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The Forgotten Paladin
Science FictionY/N has been trapped inside a cell her entire life, once she escapes she starts her search for for her family and who she is. On the way she finds a team of paladins that call themselves the "defenders of the universe", they unite in a hope that all...
