



we have always looked to the stars to discover who we are. and hidden there, was a message. the secret made of space and time. visible only to those open enough to receive it.
-Did you know I loved you? I don’t think I told you enough.
-You showed me. All the time.
Did you ever think, when you signed up for Starfleet, that you’d be forced to see war and death?
Death found me when I was a child, so, yeah, I knew what I was getting into.
I don’t think I did. Not really. Does that make me naive?
It makes you optimistic.