
Hoth. That’s what I dress for. Going for a ride on my TaunTaun. I’m so far away from home, I might as well have gone to another planet.
There are no TaunTauns, actually. Walking is better for me, anyway, helps me keep warm. So do the layers I put on. First layer: thermal underwear. When I bought it en route, with money I should have handed over, the implications of my decision hit me. Bye, bye tropical paradise.
But where I come from, nobody dreams of running away to Fairbanks. I didn’t. They won’t come looking for me on Hoth.
You can not beat a bit of Star Wars. Great take on the prompt, it fits the picture very well!
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