Imperial Voyage

Oh, how difficult it is to be a fellow world - an alien world, everything is unfamiliar and incomprehensible around, frightening. There is nowhere to wait for help. Everything has to be done by yourself. And there is no end to this marathon. Like that protein in the wheel, food, but run. So many adventures fell on the head of the earthling that you could not wish the enemy. He managed to find love - and lose, got serious enemies, he was killed - and he killed him to survive. You do not have to choose. Against the background of the events taking place, longing around the house is even sharper. Where is he? Where is that path to the native threshold? You have to try very hard to find this path. A difficult task? May be. But where to go? One will butt against the whole world is not an option. It is necessary to adapt and continue to move towards the goal. In a koshachy-on soft paws. But woe to the one who will take this softness for a clean coin