Gliding in the darkness strewn with millions of sparkling stars seemed like an eternity. Climbing into a capsule with oxygen was worth the effort to wait until the rescue ship.
His searchlights snatched the wreckage from the darkness floating in the asteroid-disrupted hull. I will tear the hard plastic flesh of the capsule with a new spacesuit. Now ready. I speak to the meeting of a new life, as if born again.
Yellow flashes of mimosa, many flowers and incense, a variety of spices and woody chords on amber-musky, leather and tobacco base.