Touched By Fire
Lok- outter rim.
I stood on top of the plataeu that overlooked our Garrison Headquaters. My carbine was slung over my shoulder, I could feel its heat still radiating through the armor plating surrounding my torso. I shielded the Lokian sunlight from my eyes to better view the Rebel base camp, not more than a click away. Brazen little
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i think you are growing as a writer.
it's very clear and conscise without having too much description.
touched by fire is also the name of a book i own about artists who suffer from manic depression :p
http://www.amazon.com/Touched-Fire-Manic-Depressive-Artistic-Temperament/dp/068483183X
not to lessen your story any, just wante dto bring it up.
but yeah, don't stop writing. you're really forming your own style.
and call yoru sister every once in awhile. she lvoes and misses you.
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