Trieze!
It is quite an upsetting feeling, loneliness. I am unsure if the majority is aware, but I must mention that I have heard multiple times that our homeworlds are, in a word, "gone". I do not know how "gone" is... defined, exactly, in this situation. However, I have come to the conclusion that if our homeworlds are "gone", in even the broadest sense of the term, it also means that... our friends, our family, our enemies... they are all gone, as well.
Many of you do not know me, but I am called Wall. Wall Cheese McGregor. My first and secondary names I had chosen myself, many years ago, when I was but a mere bushbaby struggling for survival in the world of man. However, my surname, McGregor, comes from my employer, Aislin. Aislin, who had given me a home, a family, and purpose for existence. Aislin is gone, it seems, with the world. With all of our worlds.
The only way I wish to die is by her side. And now I will not even be granted such a small request.
I am so very tired.
Many of you do not know me, but I am called Wall. Wall Cheese McGregor. My first and secondary names I had chosen myself, many years ago, when I was but a mere bushbaby struggling for survival in the world of man. However, my surname, McGregor, comes from my employer, Aislin. Aislin, who had given me a home, a family, and purpose for existence. Aislin is gone, it seems, with the world. With all of our worlds.
The only way I wish to die is by her side. And now I will not even be granted such a small request.
I am so very tired.