Like Clockwork (For Stuffy)

He sighed with relief.

"Thank you. God, that was annoying."

The aircraft began to rumble as it came in for a landing. Dali jerked the handle around and they screeched to a stop.

 

"It might be," Mo said. "But it's the Outside."

 

Blowing wind entered, and she would instantly feel that it was quite warm outside.

 

The wind blew her dark hair around and the plains were wild and warm. Smoke rose in the distance.

 

"There was a war," Mo said, observing the horizon. "A terrible war. It tore apart the world. The Pioneers were a group of engineers. They created Icarus and fled this world forever. The youngest of them was a man named Elias Pemberly."

 

Mo opened his mouth to speak, but there would be a creaking noise behind them.

 

There was a boy in front of her, raising a gun cautiously. He looked to be in his 20s, and he had blonde hair with deep, warm brown eyes. His brow was furrowed and his eyes darted between her and the automatons.

"Draeslek," he said, his voice clear and uncertain. "Dvekli acroshta undrek adock?"

Mo blinked in surprise.

"Wow. They still speak in Lirc."

 

"He's asking where you came from. He's talking about Icarus, I think, but calling it the Star."

 

"A little. What do you want me to say?"

 

Mo frowned but replied.

"Glyth sykros devanlt aros. Diventli astroso."

The boy frowned, tilting his head. He glanced at the smoke before lowering his gun.

"Alek."

"He wants us to follow him."