Outland: Chapter 19
The long road out of the city seemed busier than any city I had ever visited back in the states. I could see people clearing out of the way, looks of fright and intrigue on their faces, and I piloted Gulliver the best I could. Lining the streets were many stalls holding all types of merchandise from clothes, handbags, food of all imaginable type, as well as shady looking stalls chucking flip phones and various sorts of beaten up technology.
We wandered out off the long city streets out into the slummy suburbs, eventually leading into a sort of no man’s land, covered in filth and remnants of civilization. Some of the children from the city had chased me out on the street, but eventually lost interest and trail off. I took a look back at the old port, with the boat as tiny speck out in the distance.
Carefully treading through bits of trash, I had Gulliver wade out into the water, the waves sitting just below the windows of the cockpit. Flipping the switch to put the solar array up, I finally took a breath preparing myself to speak.
“Well, Gulliver. We’re here.” Continue reading “Strange New Land”