Title: Carry Me To Titan
Author: nostalgia
Rated: G
Summary: Trip and the Final, y'know, Thingy.
The Rest: OK, Yanks don't have nurseries (Ta for that Taryn ;) ) but I couldn't find a replacement. So, think plants, hmm?
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Titan, Tallahassee, it's all the same. Same sun, same stars... OK, there's the rings an' all, but still...
Half-way to Alpha Centauri's where it starts to get weird. When it suddenly hits you that the gravity well you're in ain't the one you were born in.
Existential angst and all that crap, I guess. Sneakin' out'a the nursery.
Out here though... out here you never quite know where you are. Constellations get all twisted round cos your line of sight's all wrong. Nothin' quite looks the same anymore.
You never get even a little homesick, huh?
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