Log Entry 042:
It's been three cycles since we last saw the twin stars align. I made my way through the nebulae, following the whispers of ancient winds. There's a tranquility only found among the clouds, away from the hum of ship engines and the ever-pressing need to chart the stars.
Log Entry 049:
Found a curious artifact floating past the asteroid field—an unknown echo in the void. It's metallic, complex, and seems out of place. Could it be remnants of an ancient craft lost to time? My intuition says probe it further, but caution whispers louder.
Log Entry 056:
I dreamt of Earth last night, its cerulean oceans and green expanses. Strange how the mind wanders when cut off from familiar horizons. The stars above feel more like home than the ground did, tetherless in their eternal dance.