Journal 1: Entry 5
31 Dec 2024Melyni "Midnight" Shade
December 31st, 3310Peace is a fickle thing. It's been days....weeks, I'm not sure how long it's been, since Cocijo was destroyed and the Second Thargoid War ended. 'Ended'. It doesn't feel like an end. It doesn't feel like a beginning. It just.....feels the same. But it's not the same. There's Titan debris in Earth's orbit, the caustic ick that the Thargoids like to use has been rumored to be falling into Earth's atmo, all the refugees needing new homes.
The Pilot's Fed has been rumored to be kickstarting some colonization program, I'll believe it when I see it....they like to take forever when it comes to certain things. I hope it's true though. I know what it's like to have to leave home and never be able to go back and then you have to find some new home. In any case, I've been hired by some merc group. They want me to scout new potential places to colonize just incase the Bubble pops. Maybe that's what needs to happen, the Bubble popping. Maybe humanity needs to make a new Bubble. Maybe.....just maybe, we, as a species, ought to let go of our past and make something new, in a new place. Away from the tragedies of our long, long history. What do I know though, I'm just a simple explorer.