And Curufin had to smile again. Yes, the train was like a living thing! Or at least a sentient thing.
"Something like that. Someone ought to write a theme song for Void Warriors." He hums an intro and then sings, "Void Warriors, Void Warriors, trekking about the universe, we'll save you, we'll save you!" Giving it an action movie kind of tune and a rah-rah! sort of lyric. Then he lifted a fist and struck a pose, managing to suggest a superhero with cape blowing in the wind, face stern and serious, ready to battle Evil at any moment. Nevermind Curufin, he's a natural clown.
"Yes, it's all very space opera. Especially that last mission." He shook his head and laughed again. "Say, are you a space opera type? You'll certainly get your chance, if as you say, you're up for it."
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"Something like that. Someone ought to write a theme song for Void Warriors." He hums an intro and then sings, "Void Warriors, Void Warriors, trekking about the universe, we'll save you, we'll save you!" Giving it an action movie kind of tune and a rah-rah! sort of lyric. Then he lifted a fist and struck a pose, managing to suggest a superhero with cape blowing in the wind, face stern and serious, ready to battle Evil at any moment. Nevermind Curufin, he's a natural clown.
"Yes, it's all very space opera. Especially that last mission." He shook his head and laughed again. "Say, are you a space opera type? You'll certainly get your chance, if as you say, you're up for it."