I never knew what cold was. I lived in the heat. Sotra,a sunny, hot, and dry planet. I was an outcast of the Sotranians. I was all alone. Nobody around to care. For all I know, I was a wanted person. For the past 7 months, I have been working on my ship. It had been destroyed, and I had been badly injured. Sweat dripped down my grey skin. I was odd for a Sotranian. My skin was supposed to be light blue, o light red. My eyes were supposed to be naranja o turquiose, not white and black. Yes, one eye was white, and the other was black. My antannae were supposed to be straight, pointy. Instead,...
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