Piloting used to be easier than breathing, and now he couldn’t get to the ground without almost breaking apart the ship. He grimaced and gripped his hands together, feeling the bruises where he could still feel Ego’s tendrils wrapped around him. His hands were shaking so much it had been hard to land. Peter took a huge breath and pressed his head against the steering wheel for a moment. The engines whirred and spun as they slowed down and stopped. He eased down best he could and gritted his teeth as he scraped off the corner of a strand of rocks next to the landing spot. Peter saw a fairly flat valley next to a rolling body of water. The landscape on this planet was harsh and rocky, jagged mountains breaking up the horizon in all directions. He finally managed to get to a manageable height and started searching for a good place to land. He flinched and rolled away from the lightning even as it seemed to spread and ignite on the air. Rain began to lash the windows and a burst of violently purple lightning burst a few dozen yards from him. The light in the craft dimmed as he entered cloud cover. The part of the planet he was landing on had a storm system revving up. ![]() Peter gripped the wheel with white knuckles as the bumpy atmosphere shook his tiny craft every which way.
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