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With the recent developments in light speed travel, new distances of travel have been made possible.
The Schedar Sector in the constellation of Cassiopeia is now determinably accessible by human technology.
The following are excerpts of the transcriptions of incoming transmissions from the recently recovered spaceship Kismet. Kismet encountered a routing error and got ship-wrecked in the Schedar Sector.
It took 139 years before it was retrieved.
LOG 1585: Captain Phoenix? This is Ground Control. Have you reached the Lighthouse Station? Please respond.
LOG 1590: Ground Control to Kismet. You are off the radar. Return back to your route.
LOG 1768: Hello? Joaquin? It’s Ripley. Please. Are you hearing me from out there? Are you still you? Or have you started to rupture in your slumber? *sighs* A search party is on its way. Please wait for us.
LOG 1788: What would it take to make you mine again? How long would it take to breathe you back to life? Hold on, Joaquin. Stay still. You know there is no universe vast enough and no century nor millennium long enough for a soul longing for its home.
LOG 2031: Day 7000. I’m sorry we’re taking too long. But don’t worry. We won’t stop. I won’t stop. Until I find you.
*long pause*
I’d wait an eternity, from this infinity to the next, just to find you again.
*long pause*
I hope you would too.
Literary: Incoming Transmissions of a Ship-wrecked Spaceship
With the recent developments in light speed travel, new distances of travel have been made possible.
The Schedar Sector in the constellation of Cassiopeia is now determinably accessible by human technology.
The following are excerpts of the transcriptions of incoming transmissions from the recently recovered spaceship Kismet. Kismet encountered a routing error and got ship-wrecked in the Schedar Sector.
It took 139 years before it was retrieved.
LOG 1585: Captain Phoenix? This is Ground Control. Have you reached the Lighthouse Station? Please respond.
LOG 1590: Ground Control to Kismet. You are off the radar. Return back to your route.
LOG 1768: Hello? Joaquin? It’s Ripley. Please. Are you hearing me from out there? Are you still you? Or have you started to rupture in your slumber? *sighs* A search party is on its way. Please wait for us.
LOG 1788: What would it take to make you mine again? How long would it take to breathe you back to life? Hold on, Joaquin. Stay still. You know there is no universe vast enough and no century nor millennium long enough for a soul longing for its home.
LOG 2031: Day 7000. I’m sorry we’re taking too long. But don’t worry. We won’t stop. I won’t stop. Until I find you.
*long pause*
I’d wait an eternity, from this infinity to the next, just to find you again.
*long pause*
I hope you would too.
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