You're beautiful. I'll bring you red sand when I'm back from Mars. We have one hour of civilian time before, as we call it, radio silence. I spent it enraptured by your photos. Well, I should be getting on, 2 minutes 'til midnight, as it were. When I'm in cryo-sleep, I dream of you.
ps-terraforming is a bother when your heart grows long.
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You're beautiful. I'll bring you red sand when I'm back from Mars. We have one hour of civilian time before, as we call it, radio silence. I spent it enraptured by your photos. Well, I should be getting on, 2 minutes 'til midnight, as it were. When I'm in cryo-sleep, I dream of you.
ps-terraforming is a bother when your heart grows long.
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