Orbit~~~~~~Pitaya
It was a dark and stormy night.
Everybody says that, but nobody knows what it really means. I'll tell you what it means. Rain like they was playin' Old Yeller up in Heaven. Thunder like all them angels were bowling 300. And a wind such, even my history teacher would've had his work cut out for him.
Me? I was with my sister, wading through the black goop in the midst of Baian; two dogs out on a night like that, lookin' for a fella what gave us a call. Said he lived out by himself, near Nu'san temple. I shoulda known, after what Uncle Hal told me about that place, it was no good. But that didn't keep me from trying to soldier on ahead. (Ha. Soldier. Good joke, there.)
My sister managed to find a spot of relatively dry ground to rest on for a second. 'Course, callin' part of Baian dry is like callin' part of Wilt'no cold, but at least her paws weren't sinkin' in.
"Orbit, Ah think yer right nuts, comin' out here like this," she said. "'Specially in this weather!"
"Sorry, Sis," I said. "Not much we can do about it now."
Not much indeed. I haven't been this deep in muck since I accidentally wound up at that fancy ball.
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