Odd planet! The bipeds talked from their heads and saw only what lay before them. In short, they were pathetic--and deadly! As I am now utterly without hope, lost to my mission and lost in the sight of my crew, I will record what petty thoughts I may have for what benefit they may give some other starfarer. Nine long days of bickering! But the decision is sure. The crew will maroon me. I have lost all control over them.…
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