The pain in his head would not go away. It was sharp. It was direct. It was right in the middle of his brain.
Von had not known Earth like the others. People of his generation didn’t know the Earth as a place of beauty and wonder. They knew it as a dying rock that they needed to leave in order to survive.
Von had been awaken the standard three months prior. Today was the last day before his departure. He walked along the playing field looking up at the sky.