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King Allyn the Autistic
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"Far far away, further than any human has ever gone before, beyond our homes, academies and militaries... hence we shall go. What we may meet? We have clues... but those rarely provide enough.
To sketch the situation: it is the year 3487, what we believe to be the birth of a golden age of space travel, many impossible minerals, plants and life forms and in the end even other intelligent beings have been found. The Solar Empire is rising, fuelled by trade and intellect, poverty and the problem of living space have mostly been solved. Our society has advanced to be a social-democratic republic, with lower and upper senates, their utmost goal to provide for the people on their own and other's planets. It has to be said that some are better off than others, as seclusion and atmospheric conditions might have some people live in terradomes, while others have their homes on planets they can walk about freely... and then there's earth, the shining economic heart of it all, where science and economics are advancing with fast paces still.
Life isn't perfect though, and constant exploration to the dangerous, unseen corners of our galaxy and eventually even neighbouring galaxies have to be done. We don't know what lies out there, it is like what the deep blue oceans and high green jungles were to us in 2000, and the americas in 1500. All we know is that many, many things are left out there, and we will send highly trained groups of stellarnauts into that unknown mass, awaiting the green light for colonisation... or an eternal nothingness.
Today a young new group shall be sent into space, promising, but promising and potential won't cut it in that dark eternity beyond. We can only hope they return heroes, like others have... that is no promise though, and even the concept of hope may not have aged well in this land of technology, we still desire a positive outcome for each and every single one of them.
Let us be optimistic, and say we made heroes today, one way or another."
- Senator Stanislav of the High Earth Courts, 31st of may 3487
't was a funny note, yes, but they weren't some heroes, maybe a bunch of slightly smart college graduates and some soldiers in a tin can. It was easy to have optimism in a golden cage, though the man had been right about one thing, the galaxy beyond was a dark eternity they even now barely could grasp. Was it an honour to venture there? Maybe. Was it a risk? Certainly. Some were born for adventure though, unable to sit still and advance in science, knowledge and wealth.
For now it was too late to complain, and despite all the wonderful living conditions and abolishment of poverty, earth and the other colonised planets, even the other alien races, couldn't provide for them what the unknown could. Maybe it was only normal for them, as humans, to long to be somewhere else, or even better, somewhere impossible. Now here they were, about to get sent floating in a tin can, and while on their way to the Arid Harbour, the background never seemed to be able to shake off the light of beautifully sinister stars in sky, unexplored and untouched.
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