A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 251, Saturday
September 8th, 2018
Chapter Six: The Lost
In his quest to track down the paths of the Ancient spacefarers he found many lines of their progeny on planets that had become nothing but graveyards.
Barren, lifeless worlds, where it was clear that the vessels that had carried them arrived at these locations at a point when they could not go any further.
In some cases their ships were still orbiting a planet as an artificial satellite, in others it was clear they had crashed into the planet below, either because after achieving orbit, their orbits had decayed or because they were not able to successfully pilot themselves into a safe landing.
In some cases they found the bodies of those Ancient people cold and lifeless, mummified in their ships, drifting above the planet’s surface. In other cases they found their skeletal remains burnt and scattered on the surface of the planet neat the sight of impact.
There many occasions when the people had successfully landed, disembarked, established small colonies that thrived for a time, but then were destroyed, either by natural disasters, environmental catastrophes, disease and starvation.
Some of those colonies thrived for a time, establishing new societies, spreading across the surface of their new planets. Many of those succumbed to internal conflicts, the specter of war and violence that haunted their species, and they destroyed themselves.
Among those civilizations that found their footing for a time, some of them continued in the traditions of their forbears, even building new ships and new archologies, which they launched into the galaxy before being lost.
They were people who had vanished from the knowledge of the Collective.
They left records of their passage and clues to where their survivors might yet be found.
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