May 28, 2019
BLACK TRIDENT - OPEN
It was late at night and Flynn sat by himself by the prow watching the stars. Normally, this is something he would have done while cradling a bottle of his alcohol of choice, but, it wasn’t time for that, unfortunately. Still, he preferred being out there, under the blanket of stars, then down in their quarters, so, the longer he could avoid it the best. And, at least up there, his legs weren’t hanging out. Hearing footsteps, Flynn wondered if they would go away if he pretended to be asleep.