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3. Space

Once you had scrubbed yourself till your skin was a bright red, you wrapped one of the many colorful towels around your waist and met the cold air, attacking the warmth that held onto your body. You carefully let the water out the sink and squeezed the clothes, trying the water out. You knew this bathroom wasn't well packed enough to station a blow dryer, so you left the clothes to dry as you stepped out in your messy hair bun, still wet, and towel, heading for the main room, as you called it.

You were still amazed at how the blackness around you was so pretty, stars brightly shining and planets glowing. You then realized how fast the ship was moving, crossing a few light years in an hour. You could only wonder how much power was put into making these engines. The thought raised goosebumps on your skin. When you finished star gazing, you hurriedly jumped into your now dry clothes and combed your hair into a high ponytail, letting the gold hair rest at your waist. You only looked into the mirror at your gray eyes, cold and red from all the tension of the past few hours. You didn't even know how long you'd been on this space craft anymore. Everything was a blur.

When you mustered the courage to step out the bathroom, you went through the cabinets, pulling out a cup of ramen. You wondered what the royals would've though if they would've had to drop their rich meals for something like this, although you lived for noodles. Even in a death situation, the rich would be the rich. Sighing, you snooped around the other cabinets, pressing a button and yelping when a stove raised from the counter. You'd fallen on the floor, butt first and now scowled while rubbing your sore ass, paranoid about everything.

When you were sure no monsters or killers were hiding in the cabinets, you raced to the main control room with your ramen cup, sitting in the main seat and taking a long sip of the noddle sip. You had a feeling that the food in the cabinet would not last very long, seeing how fast your were devouring it. It wasn't your fault, you were naturally a hungry person. And living on the streets and stealing didn't help fill your stomach.

When the cup was empty and somewhere in the trashcan along with the other two you ended up eating, you sat once more in the seat and scratched the back of your neck as you stared at the control panel in front of you. It read more Canclo words, the Orpo translation underneath it. You didn't need the translation, your parents teaching you both languages, but it was nice to know that in some twisted way you had something to remember Orpheus by, until you saved it. You still hadn't figured out how you were planning on doing something like that though. 

You ended up pressing a button that read 'destination' and wasn't surprised when a large picture of Eridani rolled onto the screen, blocking your vision of the planets and stars you were passing. Feeling trapped, you quickly analyzed its visuals. The planet was larger than Orpheus, the planet a purple color with three moons, five less than Orpheus. The moons, blue, green, and black, circled around the planet from the different directions, nearly crashing every time they rotated. You couldn't see anymore details and pressed an arrow that sent the picture away and replaced the screen with text in Canclo, the language all planets spoke. Your craft, seemingly called the Aero, was close to Eridani, ten hours away from your current spot. Eridani was a close planet, the closes planet to Orpheus, but damn was this craft fast. 

You knocked your head, remembering that Eridani is prided for its psychokinesis powers. The one different thing about the planet was that the Eridanias had more magic in them that residents of other planets. So the civilians could all speak to each other without actually speaking, it all happened in the head. However the power, of the one legend from their planet was unknown. Sometimes you wondered if this was even real of if it truly was a bedtime story. You hoped for the first option. The only difference the legends (as called in myth books) was that the legend had a special tattoo on their skin on some part of their body. That made finding it hard, since it would be awkward to search the body of all the civilians, hence the search had ended. 

You looked back to the screen and read the physical attributes of the people: standard black hair and beady black eyes that apparently stared into the other's eyes. Well won't you just fit right in with the crowd?! You deadpanned at how intimidating the picture of the standard Eridanian looked and sweated. The way Orphians looked (gold hair and baby blue eyes) was much more comforting to look at, other than the fact that you for some reason had gray eyes. You closed the tabs and sighed in comfort when you were rewarded with the view of the space you were flying through.

You leaned back in your seat when a striking thought zapped you and sat up in the seat. What if the legends were real? They for sure would be able to save your planet, right? You then bit your lip, thinking about how stupid that sounded. There was no way in the world that was possible. Those were silly urban legends you used to be obsessed with, they couldn't be real, right? You chewed your lip and made an executive decision. 

You'd land on Eridani. And then you'd try to find the legend. You knew you had to, the future of your planet rested on your shoulders.

Holaaaaaa ! New update because I love fantasy and science fiction. Anyways, I'm updating the other two books today so watch out hehe :) Love ya'll, go read The Seven Wonders by CrazyGirrrrl, and have great day/night loves <33333

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