Long ago, we looked upon a foreboding sky. The memory of the star that threatened all burns
eternal in our hearts.

In its wake came an age of silence. Yet with each fond remembrance we knew those encountered
were not forgotten. That someday we would see them again. Perhaps it was no more than wishful thinking…

But after the long calm, there are now the beginnings of a stir.

The reunion at hand may bring joy. It may bring fear. But let us embrace whatever it brings… for they are
coming back. At last, the promise has been made.