Into the Black VIII
07 Feb 2022SirPuma
Personal Log, Galactic date 2.7.3308I finally made it. The edge of the galaxy. Beagle Point and Ishum's Reach. Deep space, looking into the great nothing. No stars in view, no galaxies, just ... black. It's awe inspiring and humbling. To think we are so insignificant and small. People come and go, with grand designs on their lives, but we are mere gnats in the scope of the galaxy, and our galaxy is but a mere gnat in the scope of the universe, and the universal expanse, is but a gnat in the eyes of our creator.
Then I turn around. Billions of stars in our galaxy. Billions times that in sentient beings. And it all lays before me. All that ever was, is, or will be, lays in that glowing mass. My future's so bright, I gotta wear shades.
And so, now I turn back into the light and return to the living, and my cat. I begin my journey with an exploration run to Colonia where I'll stop off and visit some old friends. Then it's back to the bubble.
Marcus Apollo St Martin-Sepert AKA Sir Puma