Far away, on the outer rim of the Milky Way, there is a lone planet orbiting a fading star. The beings on this planet call themselves the Esterants, and they are many. But there is one among them who is not like them. They call her Ranier, but that is not her name. She is the one who does not belong.
She is so very young, they say, so young and yet so alone. She needs others like her. We cannot give her what she needs.
Our planet is dying. We are old and dying. We are ready to cease. She is young. She wants to live. We want her to live.
We cannot give her life. We cannot give her certainty.
We can only give her hope.
A/N. Thank you for reading this! I will try to post on a weekly basis every Sunday.