[Audio log. ] "A....Audio log five. " [The voice seems to have lost much of its "hope" since the last log. ] "I....it has been.. a few months now. " "I had almost forgotten, that...I had started this...this little audio journal.." "I've been..busy, busy painting, painting their faces.. I cannot afford to forget them, to forget her. To forget 𝘩𝘪𝘮 ." " But....but now...they're all here, my eyes can drink the very features that I feared so deeply that would become nothing but burning memories.. They will live on, with me. Travel the very cosmos with me.." "...... I hope that, their names will be remembered too, far beyond my passing, however long that may be... ■■■■■■ ■■■■■■ and ■■■■■■ ■■■■■■ .. Those are whom I hope permeate time. Please remember them " [ Audio log ends. ] #Spacelogs
