(( The Frigid Serenity of Space ))
Soon.
Soon he would be with her once more. His love.
Falling, hurtling ever faster. The burn of the atmosphere warmed him.
He had spent too long in the cold, frigid depths of space.
The ones who came, they had been so easy to manipulate. Show them the suffering of thousands of years and watch as they weep.
His love was calling him, calling him home. Her presence, it had been gone so long. Now she called.
A jolt. A pull. He was no longer falling.
How?
How was he going back up? Away from her?
Why was it getting so cold again?
He screamed so she might hear him.