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Feeling pensive today. Here is a short story excerpt for you guys. Let me know your thoughts.

"Remember, a wizard never only listens...". The last spoken words from his mother echo'ed in his mind as he awoke from slumber. Always the same dream. Always. Matters not, today was the day Balistar would wed his "beloved" and finally leave this shit hole of a planet.

It had been a hard 3 months since theta squadron landed on this planet. The inhabitants, though wonderfully perceptive and hospitable, were naive to the bone. The audacity they had to actually invite him to travel to their planet and mine what they wanted was so obtuse, it was thought a ruse. Balistar drew up meticulous battle plans, harbored the most deranged crew hew could muster, all with the cunning of the most sly shrew. At most their forces could have lasted a month against not only their superior firepower, might, and his crews desire for mayhem. Upon arrival, immediate action into his plan. After scatter-ray fusion bombardment, nearly half their population was already decimated, capital locations shattered, logical choke points entrenched with no less than a battalion of troops, and all ships within minimum firing distance for their High Approach Velocity Oppenheimer Kinetic (HAVOK) cannons of all mass populace areas. They simply stood by which they said. "It is all yours undooko".

These type of gears cannot be unwound. Hell, after 6 months of hypersleep, his crew needed to strech...

FUCK IT.