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A young girl in her mid-twenties, with her hair tied up in bun and her face reflected a special type of tired as she pulled her young daughter up the hill of rural Japan.
The lights from the city seemed so dim and the night sky was finally dark, as the mother-daughter duo finally reached to the top of the mountain. The grass rustled against the wind and brushed gently against the bare legs of the girls.
The mother plopped down her butt and fell backward son her back. Her daughter stared at her bizarre behavior. “Come on, Tomie, lay down.” Her mother beckoned her.
Tomie lightly squatted down onto her butt before awkwardly leaning back into the grass. She looked up and saw stars. The young girl had never seen so many stars in place before, her eyes twinkled at the brightness, the vastness the dark universe beheld. “Tomie…” the mother called out, she pointed up to a configuration of stars that looked like a ladle, “ That’s is Big Dipper…” Tomie followed her hand as she pointed to the other configuration of stars, “ that’s the baby, Little Dipper.”
Tomie turned her head to look at her mother, her bun was now gone and her hair sprawled out beneath like jet black ink. “Is Little Dipper a baby like me?”
“Yes, Little Dipper is the baby, and Big Dipper is the momma.” She explained.
The young woman pointed to the bright star, “Tomie, look…” Tomie tilted her head towards the direction her mother was looking at, “ that is Alpha Centauri A, that is where Pandora is.”
Tomie stared at the bright star that sat in the Alpha Centauri system.
Pandora…
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The flight assistant ahead in his grey jumpsuit began speaking. “ When that ramp comes down, go directly into the base. Do not stop.” He pulled his exo-pack over his face. “ go straight inside, and wait for my mark!”
The plane door opened with a low hiss.
The bright fog lights shone on top of the building lit up the dark plane. The marines began trotting to the compound.
Tomie and Jake looked at each other. “I'll stay behind with you, not because, you know, you're the only person I talked to in six years. “ Tomie jokes.
Jake chuckled, he swung his bag onto the back of the wheelchair. “Same here, except that I don't know your name. He looked at the bag that rested on her shoulder, which had her name tag sewn in by the courtesy of her mother. “Tommy?’
Tomie exhaled, she saw it coming, “ it's pronounced Tome-me-ey.” The girl explained.
“Ah! Nice to meet you Tomie.” Jake extended his hand out.
“And it's nice to meet you Mr.Jake.” Tomie smiled, she shook her hand.