A contribution by John Galt105
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Your reactor has been leaking for some time & the 2 suns that never seem to set in the sky are melting your circuitry as the weeks go on...
Dropped from a transport ship sometime back with no medical droid able to fix you, you desperately try to find a meaning to anything...
A true pilgrim you have become as you wander through mountains of twisted metal and charred cities...
You haven't seen anything move in days now & your vocoder transmitter is nothing but a distant memory...
You become part of the landscape wandering the terrain looking for.... something, anything!