||DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 05:45:36 | PORUKA # 1|
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island
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But Lars bounded up onto a higher rocky outcropping, from which he could get a better view. He gave a low whistle. “Now this is interesting.”The Observer spent hours circling overhead, approaching the broken mountainside where the half-uncovered organic oddity lay exposed in the morning light. Sending regular real-time reports back to Executor Koronis, the reconnaissance drone imaged and analyzed the artifact protruding from the mountainside. After its initial transmission, the object had lain quiet. Waiting.
arms of his shabby coat. His trousers were frayed at the bottom, and onThekla, the professor's elder daughter, was engaged to a man in Englandskies lured them to the sea, and the pleasant breeze sighing through the
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