***Previously*** She could only imagine how the doctors who had helped conceive them felt when they were finally born. ***** It must have been gut wrenching. And bitter upon the tongue with envy and fear. She didn’t fault them, no matter how much she wanted to, because she knew the story, they all did, of how humanity lost its mortality and home world to chaos. But she despised the way her family had suffered for no reason at all. The swooshing of the cabin door pulled her from her thoughts and Tasya turned with her wife to smile at their children who scrambled up to hug them before going to their own seats. “Are we really about to pass Mars,” asked Mosi, their eldest. He leaned as far forward in his seat as he could, his hazel eyes alight with curiosity and fascination. Sitara nodded, glancing at their son as she adjusted their flight path. “We are just passing between Remus and Romulus now.” “They are so big,” whisper...