Six Sentence Stories #3

The ship, groaned as it landed on the surface. Probes told us the surface was dessert like, and dry. Checking the seals on my helmet, I stood from my cramped chair. I was to be the first on the surface of this world we called,Mojave. With a loud hiss, the port door dropped with a thud. Storms of dust and sand, were the first thing I saw as I took my first step onto this barren looking world.

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