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Terrible thing, to have your identity taken from you.

I feel like I’m fading…

its five-year mission… to explore strange new worlds, to seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go where no man has gone before.



Time And Relative Dimension In Space
naturae:

Victoria College, University of Toronto (by Lucas Regazzi)

“Mhysa!” they called. “Mhysa! MHYSA!” They were all smiling at her, reaching for her, kneeling before her. “Maela,” some called her while others cried “Aelalla” or “Qathei” or “Tato,” but whatever the tongue it all meant the same thing. Mother. They are calling me Mother.
andwhatalicesaw:

(via Yummy Scrumbos)