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When I stood inside, however, there were wires cut back by tiny lights; grand pillars holding up the circular chambers. This ship was meant to be for multiple people. There where many beds, all freshly made. Dragging my feet across the floor, I made my way to the control panel. The stainless steal brushing against my fingers, the buttons and switches; which were lit up by neon lights placed directly behind them.
No. I thought, quickly fluttering my fingers across the panel. My interest to the beautifulness of the ship matters less then my life.
I found the correct buttons, and pressed them down.
A lifting sensation filled the entire Mazovin, and it lifted from the soil. I carefully bring my fingers across the panel, steering it out of Outeria's atmosphere.
Realisation shook when I got far enough to see the entire planet, I had been off Outeria before, but not this far. I looked back on my planet, it's burning scarcely spread upon it. Unable to take it anymore, I look into the void of space. The dancing colours of the countless lunar eclipses, unique for each planet, puts my mind at ease.
It took me a minute to think of where to go, and then it struck me! The land of the humans. Midgard, Gaia! They aren't as civilised as they were in the former years, but that's understandable due to the wars that are going on between them and the Martians at this point in time. Due to this, Terria (Earth), has been reduced to a wasteland.
I'll have to go backwards in time. To the year, 2030? Yes, that seems reasonable. I wouldn't want to go any earlier. Due to the awful virus that has was dashing around in earlier years, going earlier would make it harder to form a living there.