Humble beginnings, and a legacy to realize
19 Aug 2024Samuel Novaspark
Personal log, date 19-08-3310, starting 15:40 Universal Galactic Time, Chamberlain's Rest.My friend is dead.
She has been for the last two months. Although there were no doubts behind the cause, the thought of her not being here anymore still haunts me. We've been close for the last... few years, even if I can't remember how long exactly. I guess time has jumped further than an FSD since we've met. It's hard to stay in this place knowing she ain't around. I guess she knew I would feel that way.
In her last will, she left me a few things: Almost a billion of credits. A ship, which I somehow don't want to touch right now as it reminds me too much of her. But most importantly, she left me a final request: Live. Live life like she couldn't. She wanted me to go out and see the galaxy, not be stuck on our backspace colony. I guess she wished that if she couldn't fulfill her dreams, I at least should make mine a reality. She knew how much I loved space...
So here I am at Chamberlain's Rest. I've done my simulations, read up on the instructions, yet I feel like this new beginning is such a big step. Giant even. At least my own first ship is there. Easy, cheap, yet able to jumpstart my jump into the deep above. I only found it appropriate to name my modest sidewinder after her.
If you can somehow read this, Luna, thank you. For everything.
CMDR Novaspark, signing off.
P.s. I really got to get used to this new 'CMDR' title. I guess being a humble citizen was easier in that regard.