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    Sometimes I'd forget

     

    Rocky has been stranded, alone and light years away from home for 46 years. For a long time it seemed like nothing would ever change. But a new arrival in Tau Ceti system is about to alter the course of history; For Rocky, for Erid, and for another world far, far away.

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    Beta read by chez_levi! Thank you for your notes, and curse you for your implications about metaphors

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    17 Jun 2026

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    Some small slices of Grace’s life after returning home to Earth with Rocky in his old age. Prominently featuring Futuristic BuzzFeed (and associated personal revelations)(what do you mean the whole world thinks he’s autistic like Albert Einstein???)

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    I lived with this hunger long before the Hail Mary. This is nothing new. I’m fine.

    Right up until Rocky asks another question.

    “When last time you touch other human person skin, question?”

    Oh. Oh no. “When I… a few days after I first woke up here.”

    Rocky starts to relax for a split second, but then tightens when something occurs to him.

    “Grace crewmates dead when you wake up. You said this, statement. You not even know your own name, remember nothing, see dead bodies, confirm?”

    I nod, because if I open my mouth I will gag.

    “When last time Grace touch ALIVE human person, question.”

    I swallow thickly. I don’t answer aloud because I know Rocky can hear the hitch in my breath. My stomach churns with fresh bile. He senses my vital signs tick over into stress patterns and goes very, very still again.

    “Grace. When last time, question.”

    I clench my jaw so hard my temples ache, and beg him with my eyes to just stop.

    “Grace. Please say not when… when Evil Stratt humans put you to sleep.”

    I can taste grass.

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    AKA: Grace starves for more than just food on the journey to Erid.

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