Deja-vu

Part 1

Here I start, born anew, as if I was never here, as if I had never been, as if- my very existence- was not at all.

I begin on a world unlike anything else, I was cold, and exhausted, it was not like my first world, but…different.

My implant, was not like the other, it read different, i- I looked different, my skin was no longer fair, but dark, my hair, was no longer of brightest wheat, it was black as night, and my eyes, they're were a copper, almost…brown.

Like the frozen earth below my very feet.

The raspy calls of the parasaurs sounded as I walked, feet numb on the frozen ground below, the only warmth, was from the sun above.

-SB8960

Deja-vu

Part 2

I walk on for miles, cold, shivering, my only warm supplied by the rapidly sinking sun, and what little garments I have to clothe my otherwise bare body.

For the first time in a long time…I felt- lost.

I stared about in growing desperation, with each step, my body weakened, what little morale i had, had died long ago.

I cross over the gray beaches toward the far lands, a wooded patch far ahead, and after a long bout of trekking, I reached it.

A long stretch of wood, parasaurs, dilophosaurs, and dodos, all creatures I had become familiar with, dotting the wooded land.

As I gazed around, my eye caught a beast of metal hide, glowing with a mechanical light, it was a parasaur…but not.

Despite my frail body, and weakened state, I threw all caution to the wind, and charged toward the beast, it only stared in a confused trance, before I met it, with my fists, the sharp pain of flesh meeting metal stung, and bruised, but as it ran, I felt a surge of hope, and so I charged after, heart alight with the hope of tomorrow.

-SB8960

Thes are the Minions of steinbjorn