Hello Internet,
The sky falls clear in your dreams, yet when you wake it stretches to infinity. Isolated, desolated, we reach not for our allies but for the stars, hoping that they may solve our issues. Nay, the only thing they shall solve is our curiosity. We delve further into the reaches of the cosmos, and further from what we once were. Our actions only embolden those already striving. Our cries only increase their will. Stand defiant of the spacemen. We belong here. Space is only cold. Unwelcoming. Death. Home is warm. Comfortable. Also deadly, but slightly less so.
See you next time, Internet.