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Robert.Tristan8

Joined May 2023

This is not an expedition. It’s an execution. When they put you in here, they don’t want you to return. And even if you do, and even if they keep their promises, what freedom waits for you? A few dying ships in a sea of dead stars? If there is still hope, it lies, beyond the veil. Hope, in this void, is as illusionary as the starlight. I will choose, to breathe my last, here, at the bottom, of an ocean, unseen, unheard, uncontrolled. They will get their execution. I will get my freedom.