[ It is very early in the hour; had there been a dawn to record this moment of shadowy light over the hills, it would have been now. But the light he does have, gentle in it's undulations -- the distant Lambda tear is it;s likely source. For those who were on planets with a sun, certainly, it seems all the more alien for it. ]
I have spent my early time here exploring, both the world within and the world without. I am uncertain of this feeling these foreign landscapes engineer.
Homesickness.
For a planet that was never mine.
Curious.
[ He loved Earth, even in its strange organic variety and wonder. Cats feeding on birds, humans being so rich in their organic experience, everything in between. It was such a fascinating planet, so rich with diversity and wonder... It was no small thing to die to keep it intact, truly. ]
[ But what does that make Cybertron? The land where they laid his chassis, certainly, but his spark-- well. His spark longs for the place he truly began to understand, and that place was Earth. ] | |
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