Roundabout ⋆⁺₊⋆
Suns stroked their silent messenger Spearmaster. Staring at the mass amounts of technology drifting their can, their eyes drew to a silver pearl, it pulsed, growing brighter every so often. He wondered how long it would be till maybe... just maybe he could meet his 'best-friend' whom was regions away. Resting in the s...