NIAMOS
Hey, Ma
Niamos wasn't Necropolis, and thank the fuckin' Force for that.
Diogo eagerly banked the ship hard left, smirking as his body pressed into the soft cushions of the pilot seat. Slipping out of the jet stream, they cut through wispy, thin clouds like they were parting the heavens, revealing sunlight glistening in the endless cerulean waters below. As they slowly approached civilization, a glittering crown of sand crested the horizon, each grain a little jewel. Beyond the beach, the sprawling city came into focus, decorated with its ivory-colored duracrete buildings and feather-leaved palm trees.
It was beautiful, almost too much, like it would exhaust his eyes if he stared at it for too long. Kinda reminded him of someone.
"We're landing soon," Diogo called out, unsure where his purple-haired companion was.
As they got closer, nerves started kickin' in, creeping under his skin. Today was a big day, and Dio wanted it to be perfect. His fingers trembled slightly as he flicked a few buttons to initiate the landing sequence. While preparing for approach, he rehearsed it over and over in his head...
Mom... meet Eloise.
The nerves extended beyond that, though. The impetus for the visit was that Dio had questions. About who he really was, where he came from, where his dad was. Only his mom had the answers.
Unlike Necropolis, the Niamos sun shone bright on everything. Nothing stayed hidden for long.
Hey, Ma
Niamos wasn't Necropolis, and thank the fuckin' Force for that.
Diogo eagerly banked the ship hard left, smirking as his body pressed into the soft cushions of the pilot seat. Slipping out of the jet stream, they cut through wispy, thin clouds like they were parting the heavens, revealing sunlight glistening in the endless cerulean waters below. As they slowly approached civilization, a glittering crown of sand crested the horizon, each grain a little jewel. Beyond the beach, the sprawling city came into focus, decorated with its ivory-colored duracrete buildings and feather-leaved palm trees.
It was beautiful, almost too much, like it would exhaust his eyes if he stared at it for too long. Kinda reminded him of someone.
"We're landing soon," Diogo called out, unsure where his purple-haired companion was.
As they got closer, nerves started kickin' in, creeping under his skin. Today was a big day, and Dio wanted it to be perfect. His fingers trembled slightly as he flicked a few buttons to initiate the landing sequence. While preparing for approach, he rehearsed it over and over in his head...
Mom... meet Eloise.
The nerves extended beyond that, though. The impetus for the visit was that Dio had questions. About who he really was, where he came from, where his dad was. Only his mom had the answers.
Unlike Necropolis, the Niamos sun shone bright on everything. Nothing stayed hidden for long.
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