Dyano leaned with his pillow against the wall behind his bamboo cot. Going days without bathing could prove bad for a Blackling: he felt a mild itching sensation in the short black fur all over his body. Dyano rounded his thoughts back to his current situation, reminding himself that his black fur was hardly what mattered now. He gazed at the small fire he had built a few feet to the side of his cot. The fire was meant not only to keep him warm, but also to keep away unwanted beasts that might happen to come prowling nearby. He was now at the far edge of the village, and a jungle like, part wilderly region was opening up at the end of the expanse he was now amidst. Behind him, at the other end of the sand strewn expanse, the faint outlines of the first huts of the village could be seen. The village was one of the numerous cluttered all over the planet of Gornos. This happened to be one of the few planets in the outer spectrum which had a non negligible inhabitance of men, and the reason being it came at the first layer of the outer spectrum … far away from the more barbaric section that came in the deeper layers.
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