[ she gently uncurls her fingers from around what she found. Small and dusty, it needed a polish, but a broken piece of military insignia sits flat in her hand. From someone that had passed through here, at some point, maybe died, maybe just didn't have anything else left of value to trade. Didn't really matter. A set of wings, a scribble of alien language, a rank, a name, all gone now, just the impression of that position, left behind. ]
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Date: 2016-04-29 01:21 am (UTC)[ she gently uncurls her fingers from around what she found. Small and dusty, it needed a polish, but a broken piece of military insignia sits flat in her hand. From someone that had passed through here, at some point, maybe died, maybe just didn't have anything else left of value to trade. Didn't really matter. A set of wings, a scribble of alien language, a rank, a name, all gone now, just the impression of that position, left behind. ]
It caught my eye, I thought you might like it.