En Route

Posted on Tue Jun 21st, 2016 @ 8:31am by Major Grayson Drake

Three years. It sounds longer than it is. Thirty seven months. That makes it sound longer. One thousand, one hundred and twenty four days… OK, maybe it was quite a long time. It’s irrelevant… it wasn’t long enough.

Despite the amount of time I’ve been out of the service, nothing has changed. I don’t know what I expected really. This is my first log since the death of… since the incident. To say it’s fresh in my mind would be a lie… do I feel guilty because of that? I don’t know. What I do know is that my attitude towards things has most definitely changed. To think that only three years ago I was an eager officer, believing in the rhetoric Starfleet shove down our necks every minute of every day… desperate to get promoted… desperate to command… why? It was this dedication and loyalty to a worthless cause that cost me Patrick… this dedication and loyalty that cost me my life.

Why was I even going back? Well… what else was I going to do? Everything was pointless… so what does it matter. I can take some solace in the fact that I’m going to be so far from what I knew… so far from humanity… that I might finally escape the memories. No doubt my Uncle was instrumental in this but, for the first time, I’m thankful for his interventions.

The pilot informs me we are approaching Starbase 80… so it’s all smiles!