Back To The Stars

I feel the sun on my face. I see trees all around me, the scent of wildflowers on a breeze. It's so beautiful. In this moment, I'm not stranded in space. It's been ninety-seven years since a nuclear apocalypse killed everyone on Earth, leaving the planet simmering in radiation. Fortunately, there were survivors. Twelve nations had operational space stations at the time of the bombs. There is now only the Ark, one station forged from the many. We're told the Earth needs another hundred years to become survivable again. Four more space-locked generations, and man can go home, back to the ground. The ground, that's the dream. This is reality.

I never thought that the day I was supposed to die would be the day 99 other delinquents and I were going to earth.
We have one job, survive...
which is difficult considering the people down there who are trying to kill us and stuff.

yhea, Reality sucks

New Chapter every Wednesday and Sunday!!
Until season One is over