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Personal Log, Stardate: 44683
It took 3 weeks and about a hundred interviews, but at last it seems I've been selected for the festival of cultural exchange on Holodron 4. Why they need a novelist from Galaxta of all places, I have no idea, but evidently I have accumulated enough awards to represent my planet in the festival and ensuing conference. The only problem is the distance. Using one of our outdated ships, it would take nearly 6 years to reach Holodron 4, so the Federation was kind enough to supply one of their own ships for transport.
It's a behemoth, housing over a thousand workers and civilians alike and capable of many more. Supposedly, it’ll get me where I need to go in just over 6 months, right in time for the festival. They’re sending a shuttle to pick me up later today. What was its name again? Oh yes. The Enterprise.
(Written mostly in second person with a few Personal Logs.)
