Feeling a bit disoriented, Cleon tried to open his eyes which seemed to want to stay shut. As his vision cleared, he could see that campfire had died down to ashes; his companions were sprawled around it in various stages of sleep. However, the light was different. He stood up and looked around. The Parthenon was gone. Athens had vanished. He was in an unknown place.
He jumped as he felt a tap on his shoulder.
"RA!" He calmed down as he recognized the mysterious, but helpful familiar face.
"Welcome to Smuggler's Moon, Cleon. Wake the others, then we can unpack the cart, have some food to break our fast and get ready for the parade. Oh, and study this map of the parade route and decide where you want the Squid Stand."
Cleon's eyes followed 'Ra as she made her way across the area which was obviously some type of campground. He then unrolled the scroll, she had shoved into his hand and saw the most amazing plan.
He sat back down on the ground has he poured over this diagram forgetting that he was to be waking up his friends. Who could imagine such a world as here on Smuggler's Moon?
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