The sound of liftoff took place, rumbling. The sky began to part, clouds asunder. The shell heated up, then it quickly cooled. They had broken past the atmosphere thick, there was no turning back now, one entry. They only prepared for one reentry, either there, or back to where they once were. They only had a few minutes to think, yet it was no decision, conviction. It had all led up to this, then they froze.

Stasis, it would be years before they reached, stasis, the trip of decades, now, minutes. In this way they held connections with them, their sense of time warped, yet at the same time… they were still human, that was all they cared. They closed their eyes, the last sight of their world. Then they closed them, by the time they opened… they had entered another world close by, they had jumped through time and space, a new world. Unexplored… or was it? Soon, it was found.

Upon entry onto this planet far, they found “it”, what was it? A relic lost. Benign smoothed stones following another, not just smoothed stone, a road made by someone. Someone had been here before them long past, this world was not as uninhabited, this world was not a paradise easy. Perhaps they would have to fight, or soon join, perhaps they would need to run, or soon hide. With deep breaths, they each took up a weapon. A few guns, portable iron throwers. A few sabers, more suited for plant life. A few pipes, salvaged from the ship one use. Most important of all, supplies, food, substance. They could not fight on an empty stomach, and neither could they forage with safety. For the first few months they planned to eat these, they could research the local plants after. First of all they had to find shelter warm, their scans said the air was still breathable, the temperature slightly too chilly, the water contaminated slightly, but that could be fixed, but sickness unknown? They had not prepared for that yet, weakened. Their natural immunities long gone, the diseases they expected frightful. The future seemed uncertain, what to do?

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“Lets get situated first, then after… then after that we can move on from there! The world seems uncertain but things are fine, we made it, our new home, lets not mess up…”