Before I left I daydreamed every day of the day I would get on my rocket and go explore the stars, all my life I wanted to do this no matter who I left behind, I spent my whole life convincing myself that one day I would be a hero... Now that I am not on earth I realize how I miss her, the most trivial things like feeling the wind, seeing a tree or hugging another human being have become the unattainable treasures that I will dream of for the rest of my life. my stay in the void.
-Excerpts from the Journal of the First Space Marine.