Madam Arcan

Tomorrow will bring the life we hope to see.
A dream which yearns for animation amongst our collective enigma.
The vessels pierce the empty veil cascading back the tales of Discovery. Opportunity. Tragedy.
Such is the nature of men.
To claim which does not belong to any one entity.
To spill the blood of a billion sons and daughters for the pursuit of material happiness.
Alas, could we break the chains of war?
The shackles of our depravity?
No.
Destiny beckons our podded crusaders.
Tantalizing, her words spur the proliferation of the stars.
Those same whispers which ripple through the river of human existence.
But we are not ones to learn from ghosts.
Look up my brothers and sisters!
Look up and witness the glory of our new domain!
My children you have manifested into this young universe so that one day, one day you shall look back down unto today and revel!
Tomorrow shall bring the life we hope to see.
And you are our Tomorrow.