Unhappy Far-Off Things
Three weeks into the trip and just passing Saturn. The ageing ship chugged and it's crew with it. Plenty of optimism and a small degree of life. A lot more equipment and supplies meant for kickstarting a colony's infrastructure. _A dream for the mouse...
You, me, and a whole lot of nothin'
So many things to say. But what to say? How to end this day? I, the mouse don't have the heart to pray the hurt away. Eyes on the quaking hamster, you. The one who killed their pastor because you were just a little bit faster. How to say? Something....