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PROTOCOL: NTKA-TXT-LRCOM:BROADCAST-OPEN-1WAY
FROM: SC-Outpost 31416 Dulzagua
COM CLASS: Personal Log
TSA CLEAR: T4M1S3N4 34
KPA CLEAR: KR-1245.444
NUM: 9
LANG: GLOBEN
SUBJECT: My adventures!!!
REPLY: Verboten S32 Minors Protection Volkslaw
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--- Early Settlement Outpost ---
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Dear Someone, we spent three days camping in
the wild. Not that we wanted to, but we didn't
want to call for help. The thing is the sea took
us to IS38 which the designation of a little island
There is not much there just a little round hill
covered in high green grass, that's juicy and sweet
and it's toxic to most animals on the island, but
not to humans like Dunlin and me. So we went
crazy.
And it was all the sea's fault.
Back to our 'ntusi, birds are now circling the
our island, chasing for an evening meal. These are
not too much different to Earth, just larger, but
not much. It's, well, mostly how we imagine Earth
from dokus and school and such. But they are nice
all the way.
Our orange star is now setting on the horizon.
And I think, where am I from? Dunlin says we're
from the ship as we were made into embryos in the
ship. But we were born on Dulzaga, our planet. And
we will never go back to the ship, it was not made
for a return trip and it's not deep space worthy.
So... and we aren't really of Earth, maybe from
Earth, but not really of Earth. And, at the same
time, we're so alien to Dulzagua, our sweet home.
It would be great if somebody would answer me
from Earth.
But nobody will.
~ Pioneer Stormbird FTJ, age 15
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