The Donda
Volt stared at the Donda, a small, metallic, spinning shape hovering above a diamond-shaped base, both plated in that familiar Orokin gold. Beyond the Donda was the view from the Orbiter’s window, the rings of Saturn drifting by, minding their own business. Everything was quiet. All that could be heard was the occasional beep of machinery, the ship humming away to itself. Volt adjusted the Donda, putting it neatly right by the viewing pane. It didn’t seem right to have it sitting with all his other ship decorations. He felt it needed its own spot. Something interrupted the peace and… [Continue Reading]
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