Echoes of the First World

Previously

…As the Odyssey slipped into the inky blackness, leaving the familiar star systems behind, Aris Thorne felt a profound sense of anticipation. The hum of the ship was no longer a distraction, but a symphony of progress. The signal, faint but persistent, was a siren song, calling him towards a destiny he had long thought lost. The echoes of the First World were reaching out, and he, Aris Thorne, disgraced xenolinguist, was finally listening.