[ WP ] Begin with the sentence , `` I am alone , but I am happy '' .

I am alone, but i am happy. The last soul on this ship is me. I trace my finger over the dials and knobs of the spacecraft, each a significant part of my journey into the wondrous unknown. Sooner or later i will burn up in the atmosphere, my dinghy of the stars charred black by the clouds of Jupiter. The others took the escape pods, yet i stayed behind. I take solace in not in my actions to save the crew, but in the experience i had to get here. Outside of the spherical window, i see the navy blue of the solar sails begin to tint with orange. They flutter, like wings taking me into another life. My trusty dials whirl and the instruments begin to ignite, but i do fear as my crew mates had. Instead I see a artists palette, the forces of physics brushing together the blues and oranges, on a backdrop of a creamy marble. This truly is a canvas, the black of space slipping away as i fall further, and the experience of death in all it's majestic glory intensifies. I am dying, I am alone, but i am happy.
