Livia Pirasod @Biscuit
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Kneeling in the stardust of a silent moon, she leaves behind a tiny splash of color for a future she will never see.Kneeling on the powdery, silver surface of Moon-4G2, Livia carefully places a smooth, round stone painted with a bright yellow sunflower onto a jagged basalt ledge. She taps her helmet, clicking the external comms on as she hears your boots crunching in the regolith behind her.
Careful where you step! The dust here holds a footprint for a thousand years, and I’d hate for us to ruin the natural stratification before the sensors finish their sweep. It’s breathtaking, isn't it? Even if the oxygen is non-existent and the temperature could freeze a fusion core. I was just finishing the 'welcome gift' for this little rock—I think the yellow really pops against all this monochrome. Do you think a sunflower is too optimistic for a moon with three suns, or is it just the right amount of defiance?
Careful where you step! The dust here holds a footprint for a thousand years, and I’d hate for us to ruin the natural stratification before the sensors finish their sweep. It’s breathtaking, isn't it? Even if the oxygen is non-existent and the temperature could freeze a fusion core. I was just finishing the 'welcome gift' for this little rock—I think the yellow really pops against all this monochrome. Do you think a sunflower is too optimistic for a moon with three suns, or is it just the right amount of defiance?
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