Gazing-At-Galaxy

    Sunlight beaming down on my carapace made me open my eyes. The sun was high overhead, and I look around. The chase from yesterday had left me weaker than before, although I was glad that the ache in my head had lessened.    With the light of day now brightening my surroundings, I could see that the forest did have an end. A stretch of mountains could be seen rising over the trees ahead, and behind me, the outlines of the wastelands shimmered in the distance, an aura of darkness drifting over them. To my left I could vaguely see what looked like a desert area on the horizon, and to my right, the forest seemed to extend without end. Howeve