For every point of light in the sky there's a dark, mysterious stretch of space surrounding it. Just there- out of the corner of your eye- in that farthest place, that unnamed star, that virgin system.. Somewhere in it lays the hopes and fears of those left behind on overpopulated, dirty worlds that there may be a place for them. Space isn't just for the pampered bureaucrats of Earth, the dilettante wanderers, the untouchable elite borne across the black in cruise ships.
It's for people like us.
The gamblers, the risk takers, heart breakers, the restless. This is our swath of opportunity. It's our chance to touch the stars that our ancestors only dreamed of. To build bridges and tear down walls, create, destroy, defend and employ that our future- our children and their's- may one day never see how cold and dark these stars can truly be.
These are our stories. This is our time. We are the crew of the Langport.