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Dear Condor,
Thank you so much for writing me back. I had so much anxiety, wondering if
you would get my message, and if you did, if you want to have anything to do
with me. I’m sorry to hear about your world. We don’t know anything about
that all the way out here. Well, I don’t at least. I’ve recently learned
that I was kept in the dark about my whole family history, so they could be
keeping other things from me, for all I know. So it sounds like we’re in the
same boat in some respects, trapped with limited movement, in a hostile
environment. The difference is that people here are trying to make the world
a better place, and it sounds like a bunch of greedy corporations ruined
yours on purpose. The last we heard—or I heard, anyway—it was pretty
much a paradise. I have a holo-window on my wall. I can change it to
anything I want on a whim, but I’ve always kept it on The Blue Marble. It’s
the first full-disc image of Earth, and it’s over 200 years old. It’s not
the best quality, but I think it’s perfect, because it represents humanity’s
ambition, and the spirit of exploration. Plus, it’s nice to pretend that I
have a nice view, even though my quarters are on the interior side. As much
as I struggle living here, I know that just flying tens of billions of
kilometers to this spot is an achievement that proves that we can do great
things. We can be better than the atmosphere poisoners. I have faith
that things will get better one day, for both you and me, on our respective
worlds. I’ve asked about going to Earth many times, long before I knew
anything about you, but it’s always been impossible. This was planned as a
one-way mission. We’re supposed to die here. Some already have. We don’t
have the resources or manpower to engineer a return trip, and I’m sure that
the people in charge don’t want that, because then probably too many people
would volunteer. I’m rambling, sorry, but that’s just who I am. I’m not sure
if I was born this way, or if it has more to do with how I grew up. People
here are always so preoccupied with their work. If you want to be seen, you
have to be loud, and you kind of have to say it quickly before they get
bored, and start to ignore you. Thanks again for responding! Hope to hear
from you again in a week!
Love,
Corinthia
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