Last Line Challenge
I was tagged by @bluemaskedkarma *affectionate fistshake*
Okay look. LOOK. I'm not writing a crossover for The Expanse. I'm not. We only just started the 3rd season (last night we watched IFF and I have STILL not recovered my feels, ye GODS) and I still don't have the backstory I would need. Heck, I suspect I'd need to read the books to get said backstory. (It's on my list, but I wanna watch the series first, stop looking at me like that.)
I might've taken notes in fic form for an idea, but I am NOT writing a crossover for The Expanse.
It's just everything else I got lately is for the bang, so not fit for print yet.
So here's the start of a fic I am ABSOLUTELY NOT WRITING because if nothing else I have no idea if the character voice is correct.
The problem, Amos had quickly decided, was that he wasn’t anywhere in the right solar system. It hadn’t taken long, really. He went to sleep in his bunk on the Cant, and woke up in a desert somewhere. The gravity felt middling, 1 g or close enough to not count, but the two suns that rose in the sky? Not normal. Not normal at all. The pre-dawn – dawns? – dawn cold hadn’t settled in hard, and there hadn’t been too much sand in uncomfortable places, so he couldn’t have been there long. Either he was hallucinating pretty hard, or the impossible had happened. Since he couldn’t do much for a hallucination, Amos tried to orient himself. ‘Lots of sand’ wasn’t useful, and the last stars weren’t recognizable, but he could track the comet-tails of ships coming down into the atmosphere, so civilization was probably located over there – wherever ‘there’ was.
Tagging anyone who wants to play!
