Monday, 3 August 2009


Milo can be seen on screen. he looks pale and worried. Half-packed crates litter the floor behind him.

More messages. Telling me to- come back. No reasons given, No replies to my questions. I'm catching the next Shuttle back to Aurcel.
It's been so long since I've seen my parents, and we didn't part on good terms, but-

He hesitates.

The Comet, the messages, They should have gotten over all of the crap that happened when I left? Right?

The feed runs for a while longer, before ending abruptly.

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