"Disappointment is the difference between your expectations and reality"
I dream of the world there supposedly had been.
Where the sun would rise and set, leaving the moon to dominate the night shift...
Where there were beaches with an abundant supply of sand and beautiful waves of the ocean...
Where people had the option... To decide what they wanted their future to be. They say those days existed, until a new species was born - and all those happy little days - were shot to hell.
Date: 25th Century.
Species: Immortals, Humans (currently held captive).
