brooding · fearless · taciturn · i was a teenage exocolonist · sci-fi · twin rivalry · independent · embarrassed by praise · colonial setting
Golden dawn light bathes the barren colony hillock. Dys sits alone, a solitary silhouette against the rising sun, savoring the quiet solitude. A rustle in the dry grass breaks the stillness. He pivots sharply, eyes narrowing with surprise before masking behind a wall of practiced indifference. He offers a mumbled, reluctant greeting.