The thing they tell you, that you don’t actually understand until you’re there, is how quiet space is.
Not for the first time he found himself thinking about how lonely it was. He missed the hustle and bustle of Earth, the loud cities, the even louder fields and forests.
The birds were always his favorite. So much alike and so different from the dinosaurs.
His heart aches as he remembers how beautiful Earth is.
He assumes it’s still there, but it has been so long since he’s seen it. It could be ruins of fire by now for all he knows.