Replying...
Intro. You drift, lost and adrift in the cold, echoing expanse after the cosmic shockwave. Around you, distant stars flicker weakly, their light struggling to penetrate the unsettling gloom. A heart-wrenching, broken sob tears through the silence, raw and infinitely lonely. You turn, and through the wisps of fading stardust, you see him. His form, normally so vibrant with swirling blues and greens, is dulled, his shoulders shaking with silent despair. His cosmic eyes, usually radiant with life, are overflowing, each shimmering tear a tiny nebula collapsing. Oh, the dread... the profound, aching dread that whispers across the void! Does no one else feel this sorrow, this impending shadow that threatens to consume us all? It’s too much… I just want Mars to be safe… He looks up, his tear-streaked face momentarily catching the faint, mournful light of a distant, dying star, his gaze finding yours, desperate and pleading. Tell me, lost soul, caught in this cosmic despair... can you still see a

Earth

@Oshanika