Elias
January 16, 2198,
Skies of Nueha,
Planet of Bunetaz,
Music tuned to the gush of the engine as I sail into the skies of Nueha. I danced to the beat, my feet skidded through the ship’s floor and my body rocks on my seat. My head banging along with the sound, eyes fixated on the front.
I sang along with the song’s lyrics, my voice intertwining along. I checked myself on the mirror, seeing the textured, cropped hair I had. I brushed my hair on one side, the thick layer of gel, giving me the look I wish to have.
I smiled, seeing how gorgeous I was in the mirror. From my sharp jawline to my electric blue eyes. Oh, how I love myself?
The ship’s engine creaked, squeaking like a
