I never saw a star as lovely as the one I saw with Jubilee.
You have an explorer's heart. You should have been a pilot.
If that moral indignity was not to be in vain, I must reach J'ting.
The hull quaked amid a boom like thunder.
No matter how old I was or how many experiences I had, I'd never outgrow Mum and Dad.
Sure I was really dying this time, I shouted over the emergency comm for help.
You can't measure inspiration, creativity, beauty, or wisdom.
I felt more like a project than ever, a girl kept patched together for delivery to a sentient ship in their war.
Every web designer in the world is now cringing at the awkwardness of this, I know, and I apologize.
Muninn's Memories 