Crash Landing
He crawled out from the wreckage of the ship, nearly in shock from what had happened, but with little more than minor scrapes and bruises. Looking back, he imagined he was lucky, and thanked the gods that he was still alive, but the spacecraft itself was severely damaged and most likely would never fly again. At some point in the middle of descent, when he was entering the atmosphere and passing through a stormy patch of cloud, the ship was struck by lightning; in an instant the on-board electronics shorted out and the instrumentation went haywire; the engines stalled and the ship began to plummet, which sent it spiraling out of control, and, scorching a bright trail across the sky, it fell from on high like a burning meteor; to crash down on the planet's rocky terrain, where it finally skidded to a halt. And, though lucky to have survived the crash, he now had to brave the environment until the rescue team could locate him.
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Our current perspective, in this very moment, is altered by everything we've ever experienced up til now, what happened years ago and what happened moments ago, and the accompanying thoughts. We are forever changing.
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