The Deserted Planet: ProloguePrologueThe Deserted Planet: Prologue by ~MadameLotte
5354, June 24th:
Kytan Gvroak, a chubby man with thin wisps of mousey brown hair and sunken grey eyes, was sat in his shabby office, the little clock ticked loudly, as an obtrusive crackling emitted from his communication device; situated haphazardly upon his desk. Glancing up he thumped it with his fist. "You never work properly do you?" He growled aggravated.
Perched lackadaisically on top of a dusty, half-inflated beanbag was Gvroak's eleven year old Godson, Ben Checkers. One glimpse was all it took to deduce that he was poles apart from his Godfather. The boy was thin but lean with jet black
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