🦊 Планета Флерантор, осколки человечества 🦊

“This person… The one I delivered the scroll to… I remember what she looks like, but… I don’t remember anything else. It’s all so strange…” – Aristarch pondered after waking up. Then he finally decided to read the letter. “Hmm… Zaya, Zaya… Oh, that’s the fighter who stayed in our settlement for a while… Well, damn it… ‘Future husband’… And who will explore the mountains for me then? Women… They only cause problems. However, an extra pair of hands is never unnecessary… Come back. There will be someone to look after me. Especially when dealing with certain… well, let’s say ‘mysterious beauties.’” Aristarch leaves the tent and watches where the workers are putting the “excavation soil.”