Sep. 2nd, 2017 at 7:09 PM
It's a different feeling to lose people here than at home, but in some ways, it still feels very similar. I suppose I am used to watching my loved ones meet their ends through more violent and final means when here there is at least a hope we will see them again.
The first friends I made on this ship are gone now and it still feels strange, even weeks or days later, to not see them around the lounge or other parts of the ship. The traditional words of my home world when we lose someone are"May we meet again."Those words hold more hope in the face of a nebula that can pluck our friends from anywhere and anywhen, at least, but that doesn't make it much easier to say goodbye to people you've come to care for.
I guess all we can really do is be grateful for the ones we have left.
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The first friends I made on this ship are gone now and it still feels strange, even weeks or days later, to not see them around the lounge or other parts of the ship. The traditional words of my home world when we lose someone are"May we meet again."Those words hold more hope in the face of a nebula that can pluck our friends from anywhere and anywhen, at least, but that doesn't make it much easier to say goodbye to people you've come to care for.
I guess all we can really do is be grateful for the ones we have left.
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