He fights beyond Io

Alone at the rising of the suns

 

Alone on the edge awaiting the dawn here on the outer rim of Orion I watch the light arrive on Caprica with the morn. From here I see far beyond the horizon the endless night skies to where they reach down to frozen lands where endless snow flies.

I count the suns, one, two, three they light the pitch black but they will not light me. I quickly slip back into the cave I shall no longer walk under the suns until he returns, the one I crave.

He flies his ship around Io as he watches for ships from Jupiter below. I pray for his safe return for without him for me there is no life I know. I will him safe I will him the victor may his ship zoom and fly in hails of photons and skim through firestorms along the the event horizon I wave my fists at the climbing suns I beg them return him to me the loss I feel in my blood as it runs in my veins………… Return him I beg them please I scream or do I just  implore in vain.