We left for a better future, the Blue mother lost to us. The hull full of seeds for a new life, knowledge to partake and hope in the heart of the crew. In our frozen sleep, we dreamt of clear sky, fresh water and scented green lush. Of Hope.
They gave us hope.
They came from the stars, gift of the gods. We welcomed them, gave them a place to settle. We were their future, a new beginning.
We found hope. Happiness, overjoy, peace, esperance.
They gave us hope. A hurtful, oppressing, painful eternity.
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