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By Melissa Schrock
Teegan squinted as he shielded his eyes from the mid day suns. Circon was a mostly uninhabited planet and the one spaceport that served its only large city was always congested and filled with the exhaust of hundreds of ships as they came and went with their live cargo. Two suns burned brightly in the sky making Teegan’s job even hotter.
“Get that Jargel onboard” called one of the senior officers from the platform below the ship.” Teegan pulled the rope looped around the neck of a large lumbering creature that wobbled slightly as it loped up the gangplank.
“We don’t have all day” Kane snapped next as he thread his way between squawking crates, “I want those crates of bird looking things loaded next.”























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