“They asked me what I'd miss.”

On the bridge of the starship NOVA, Kaia sets the old photograph of the first crew and a three-hundred-year-old toy rocket beside her console. They asked her what she would miss: the rain, the blossoms, her daughter's voice. As the Sun shrinks behind her, the whole story passes in a breath, from the first bootprint to the first rain, and the ship becomes one light moving outward.