Hey there, space wanderer. Welcome back to the star road, where weekends were spent exploring meteor showers and dodging laser leeches. Funny how time bends differently up here, huh? If only the hovercraft had taken that left back on Libreth-9, we wouldn't be in the middle of another star-road adventure.
Remember when we found that cryptic neon sign beneath the ice of Saturn’s rings? "Soliciters of Sols – find the path beneath the stars." Thought you had a lead on that. Roll the meta-dice and guess we're still on their cryptic trail. Maybe it leads to the lost dimension of the Forgotten Futures – a bit like home, just with less gravity to hold us down.
If you catch a glimmer on the horizon that resembles a vintage spacecraft gathering space rust, do say hello to Barry. He’s still trading those weird interstellar postcards. And yes, the ones with dodgy messages disguised as art are still hot cakes in Andromeda.