Under the many moons of our world I forced my mind to memorize each one. I knew I would never see them again. I looked at each plant and flower and hoped to never forget each one.

I could take nothing to this new planet. I could barely take myself. If I contaminated anything I would be murdered publicly as a warning to everyone else.

I thought of my parents and how I was leaving them behind. My whole world. And there was no goodbyes no celebrations, no long embraces. Just one last look out the window. And the past. Then up away to the future it is for me.