Another ship. It’s the best news I could ever have imagined. Who are they going to send? Who’s coming?I stare out of the helm window, straining my eyes against the infinite blackness, pressing my fingernails into my palms so hard they sting. I can’t see anything except the silver pinprick stars.How long until I’ll be able to see The Eternity?How long until it will be able to see me?

I don't think there are any true heroes. Just people who ignore their survival instincts long enough to do something incredibly foolhardy.

How may times can you lose the one you love?

I can remember thinking I’d been turned inside out. Kind of like the first time I saw you.