Let's face it; we've all been on Galactica for about twenty years now, trying to find Earth and we haven't had any luck yet. We're just searching, over and over and over and shouldn't we stop now?
I sound so pessimistic, I guess. Mom and Dad wouldn't be happy.
But it's the truth, and I think people here just don't want to accept the fact that maybe we should stop before Galactica falls apart. Am I the only one who can see this because I'm not human? No, that can't be it because Mom's not human, either, and we're the only ones like this on Galactica... but sometimes, I wonder if Mom forgets she's a Cylon.
I don't forget what I am, ever. Even when I'm with Joseph, I always remember that I'm a half-toaster and there's got to be something wrong with me for Cylons and humans to both be trying to take me or have strange prophecies about me. Still, it isn't an explanation for why I'm the only one who doesn't lie, at least to myself, about our future.
We're all going to either find some planet and just live there, like they did way back when on New Caprica, or we're all just going to die here, on Galactica.
Muse: Hera Agathon
Fandom: "Battlestar Galactica" OC
Word Count: 233