EXPLORATION LOG 17 : Half way home
23 Apr 2022Creamy Goodness III
19 - 04 - 08
Not much to report today. Anything I have to say about being out here has been said by me, and thousands of explorers before me. I can however, make comment on a nice little Icy Moon I happened by on my way home. It caught my attention because it’s in the company colours with the distant star playing the part of the yellow accents.
Personally, I liked it because it’s also the colours of my family’s patron, and a little familiarity out here is welcome. I’ve said before that I am the Emperors man, but white and deep sky blue are a soothing combination to my mind.
Even the plant life here grew with a complimentary teal hue. You know, it really is a shame one can’t just put down a foundation out here and say ‘I’m home now’ The reality of trying to live here would ruin what makes it attractive in the first place, so I will just keep the memory along with a few choice images.
The thing I have found with a beautiful setting like this, is it is best shared with someone special. When I leave here, it’s over. Once this report is written, its history. If I could turn to her and say “Do you remember when we..” the beauty and tranquillity I felt today would be rekindeled for both of us.
Goodnight Log.
20 - 04 - 08
Stars stars stars, that’s what you find out here, or at least feels like some days when one is simply willing the light years away. I’m being unnecessarily glum of course, and I have not forgotten that I am privileged to be out here sampling the wonders of creation at my leisure.
It is worth reacquainting ones’ self with humility when one is graced with a view such as this. Its just another star, but its colour and the light it casts on the bodies dancing around their incandescent lead make it a vision to behold.
I'm less that thirteen thousand light years away from The Disc now, and although I know I have made outstanding time, It feels as if I shall be out here another month. Settling down on a planet that offers one enough gravity to feel as if one is actually laying down has been amongst the routine pleasures I have looked forward to each evening. Weightlessness is so very comfortable and liberating, but the cosy security of snuggling into a cool pillow and warm duvet require the pull of great mass below.
Without that somewhat tedious sounding ritual, and a computer that can calculate the right place to land to catch a star rise in line with the morning alarm, one wouldn’t be blessed with this sort of view before bed.
Goodnight log.
21 - 04 - 08
Two EL planets today, and they were orbiting each other. I've seen that before on holiday a few time actually. One looks up and sees another inhabited planet very much like the one beneath ones feet. I’ve heard it described as if the sky is a mirror, but I prefer to think of it as a windowed balcony and the planets are two lovers meeting in the secret night, tempting each other to cross that threshold.. .
Well it’s obvious I have been out here too long now, and should continue rushing back post haste. While that is and has been my intent for a few days, I will not pass up a good Bio-return, and that’s exactly what I got from a cold little moon basking in the light of its distant star.
Seeing a tubular plant venting a dull flame was quite the sceptical for me. I have taking my picture next to flowers growing lush next to hot steam vents, but a plant that channels the gas through its self and vents flame is simply astounding.
It turned out I was wrong, and the ‘flame’ was just a gossamer flower shimmering in the light, but it is none the less unique, and wonderful to have observed.
Goodnight log.
22 - 04 - 08
Another day, another few thousand light years jumped. I didn’t stop off much today, but I did cross paths with a neutron star that no one has logged, so that’s a first logged for me. I’ve never seen a black hole before, but out here they seem to pepper the sky like stars.. .I suppose they are stars in some respects, but to me they are not as uncommon as I imagined anymore.
Well, that’s a worrying thought really, neutrons and black holes being common place is a sign of the inevitable heat death of creation as we currently understand it. Good thing that will take a few billion years to even start happening. I should be focus on what’s-the-what when I get back to the bubble, but everyting depends one anther thing that is just as unknowen as the first... thing.
I must get that whats-a-m’jig off my old ship, but I want to see the files my uncle has locked in this data pack I found first, and that will require one returns home. One doesn’t feel comfortable taking a work crew to my old conda in case the thing my uncle gave me is still active, and the files may answer some questions on that matter. On the other hand, if I go home, that’s the end of my freedom, and I wouldn't be able to go retrieve the thing personally anyhow.
Both of those are moot points any way, because that Raider-King chap is still on my tail about Nerys according to the fellow I met on Irrational Exuberance; and he has offered to clear my name with his ex-boss the Raider-King. That could be a trap, after all, asking me to pop along and have a chat is far more likely to work than having another pop at kidnapping me.
Honestly, I can’t really involve myself with other people until I’m off the bad guys wanted list. I can deal with their shenanigans, but putting others in danger just because they are associated with me is jolly bad form.
Yes, now I know what I’ll do when I get back. I’ll see if I get enough scratch from Wiggy for this cartographic and biological data, to put together a decent ship. I’ll go look for some tough-nuts to advise me on how to deal with this ‘clear your name’ offer from that ex-raider chap. He said Friday evening at.. . Well Ninette has made a note of it, so if I make good time and find some good body guards, I could be a ship owning pilot with no one in particular on my trail.
What a lovely thought to drop off to sleep with. Good night log.