After traveling the one hundred or so kilometers from his house at the far end of The Wastes to the Lars homestead, Ben settled into his hidden camp once again.
Not that there was much to see, but he hadn’t been out to check on young Luke for three standard weeks. A raging sandstorm, typical for this time of year, had kept him from being able to leave his house. Traveling anywhere wasn’t even a consideration. He’d stay a few days to see how the boy had been faring and then head to Dannar’s Claim, in the Pika Oasis. A re-supply was long overdue.