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PROTOCOL: NTKA-TXT-LRCOM:BROADCAST-OPEN-1WAY

FROM: SC-Outpost 31416 Dulzagua

COM CLASS: Personal Log

TSA CLEAR: T4M1S3N4 34

KPA CLEAR: KR-1245.444

NUM: 9

LANG: GLOBEN

SUBJECT: My adventures!!!

REPLY: Verboten S32 Minors Protection Volkslaw

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Dear Someone, we spent three days camping in

the wild. Not that we wanted to, but we didn't

want to call for help. The thing is the sea took

us to IS38 which the designation of a little island

There is not much there just a little round hill

covered in high green grass, that's juicy and sweet

and it's toxic to most animals on the island, but

not to humans like Dunlin and me. So we went

crazy.

And it was all the sea's fault.

Back to our 'ntusi, birds are now circling the

our island, chasing for an evening meal. These are

not too much different to Earth, just larger, but

not much. It's, well, mostly how we imagine Earth

from dokus and school and such. But they are nice

all the way.

Our orange star is now setting on the horizon.

And I think, where am I from? Dunlin says we're

from the ship as we were made into embryos in the

ship. But we were born on Dulzaga, our planet. And

we will never go back to the ship, it was not made

for a return trip and it's not deep space worthy.

So... and we aren't really of Earth, maybe from

Earth, but not really of Earth. And, at the same

time, we're so alien to Dulzagua, our sweet home.

It would be great if somebody would answer me

from Earth.

But nobody will.

~ Pioneer Stormbird FTJ, age 15

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EOT