Here we go!
01 Jun 2020Lightspear
I was just some kid from the slums of Earth. A beautiful tourist turned my head, and I poured everything I was into chasing her. 6 Years later, i was (predictably) left heartbroken and lost on some backwater planet. I had to borrow the credits to buy a pot to piss in. I learned to work. I learned that physical labor can be it's own reward. I worked the star ports for 19 years, and finally saved the credits for flight school. One borrowed ship later, I was visiting all those far-flung star ports I've worked, this time as a Commander. The word feels strange on my tongue. I set my work days. I set my work shifts, my downtime. I now Command my soul.