[Poggio]

While Zosa left he looked at the rest of the lunar landing and all the little mechanisms that made his life possible because of that one man. He drew in a breath realizing he would not be that man, the Plyae would get a figure, but not he. Idly he looked at the anicent lunar landscape devoid of modern luxuries and artifical life letting his thoughts of creation fuel other ones as he silently crouched moving the figures about.