The capsule slowed down and gently landed on the lunar surface.
The capsule slowed down and gently landed on the lunar surface.
A small hatch opened and an even smaller man in a white space suit ambled down the ladder.
He looked around.
He looked at himself.
He looked at the hatch.
What the hell just happened, he thought.
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Good question. I’d like to know too.
hah! that’s awesome.
I like this, it’s neat!
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This made me laugh. I was expecting something Neil Armstong-ish. This was even better. Nothing like a little somnambulism. I liked the rhythm there in the middle.