Log Date: 4522 BCE
As the night stretched its inky arms across the horizon, our eyes danced from star to star, seeking the wisdom of the ancients. The North Star shone brighter than any dream, a siren calling us home through time and space. Adrift in our longing, we penned our faith in constellations, inscribing our souls upon the night’s empty canvas.
Ursa Minor's Ember: Tail of the bear, a beacon in wilderness.
Log Date: 1500 BCE
Midway through the lunar cycle, the moon revealed secrets long kept beneath its silver glow. We listened, with hearts open to the cosmic winds, as the telescopes of our minds maneuvered through the vast expanse. Each star bore witness to our odyssey, inscribing stories of exploration in the destiny we carved amongst the heavens.
Orion's Nest: Shelter against the tempest—the forgotten guardians watch kindly.