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The crew of the Pioneer has been dead for a long time. I’m the only one left. We made it to our destination, and I’m the only one left.
I remember what we learned in training: the chance of death during stasis was small enough, they’d said, that it was worth the risk. This mission was worth the risk. Their calculations must have been wrong.
eyes. Her red-brown hair is still glossy; I remember she’d washed it before we departed. She’d said she wanted to look nice after sleeping for several years.
eyes. Her red-brown hair is still glossy; I remember she’d washed it before we departed. She’d said she wanted to look nice after sleeping for several years.
That tiny number used to fill me with this vibrating eagerness, an aching hope, the need to see and understand and know what lay so far beyond us. Now, that number is the reason I’m going to die out here. Alone.
That tiny number used to fill me with this vibrating eagerness, an aching hope, the need to see and understand and know what lay so far beyond us. Now, that number is the reason I’m going to die out here. Alone.
we had the audacity to think we knew what we were getting into.
“You smelled it. The touch and smell pathways in your brain recognized it as a living thing. Does that not make it real?” This is basic stuff. Stoner Thoughts 101.
No matter how many times you try to go, you always come back.

