Farscape (Series Finale)

Time. History has led me to now. Moments have delivered action, and consequence are the hounds chasing after me. Death falls into my hand, but I still live. But my enemies won't let me rest, and I remain their prey. Knowledge is their weapon that I keep, and fate rests with me. But I still try to escape, and my journey has led me to here. And there is no turning back time. There is no apologies or regrets but love and war, and there is no escape. And my time is gone.

All I wanted was to reach for the stars, break new ground. I never dreamed of finding this place or the ones that I now call friends. I never imagined discovering her and the love that fuels my heart, but crisis after crisis nearly tore us apart. I always thought that monsters hid in the closet or beneath the bed and never in plain sight, but there he is, the one that will never let go. And I tango with death, slipping through enemy hands, but I still remain their prisoner. And all I ever wanted was to reach for the stars and change the course of history, but fate had other plans. And I was sucked down into a portal to an unimagined world that has become my home, and for three years, my journey blazed across the stars. And they will remember me, but where do I go from here?

Why? Why did they entrust me with this? Destruction dangles at my fingertips, and lives disappear, gone in a flash of blue. Domination rests with those thirsting for control, and their sights lock onto me. And freedom is the false promise slipping through their lips, but my death gleams in their dark eyes. And nobody should have such power, but they gave it to me. And their war is imminent, but I won't be the pawn. And I stray from checkmate, but there is no rest for me and no escape.

She broke my heart. How could I ever trust her again? I must forget. Embers of love flicker down like soft ashes, and I'm lost in fog, stumbling forward. But she remains a breath away, and I dare not look. But when I finally do, she is gone, and her life is the delicate string hanging in the balance. I lost her, and there is no turning back to erase my mistakes. And there is no echo of her heart for me to follow, and this fog threatens to consume me. But I won't give up because she never did, but how do I find her? Or am I already too late?

Home. I tried so hard to return, but I failed many times. Hope slipped through my hand, and I struggled to live. And then he found his way into my mind, stealing memories away, and my world was left bare. And for me to go back, he would follow, and their destruction would fall to me. So, I vowed to never return, breaking my heart, but here I am with a beautiful sight dangling at my fingers. But can I leave all the wonder, all the horror behind, and are they ready to know what lies beyond these stars?

It was a mistake to come back. They're not ready. Trust was a delicate web that they threatened to break, and there was no time left to argue. My knowledge would change the course of their history, but they cannot follow. And death travels close, hunting me down, and their lives get snared in the crossfire. And I can't save them as long as I remain here, but if I leave, I can never return. And I struggle to say good-bye, leaving my life, my love behind, but they hang on, hoping to see me again. And I hope that they're right, but my heart tells me different.

And my enemies draw closer. They're bent on finding me, ripping the knowledge from my mind, and I must remain out of reach. But I have no choice. They hold my heart, and if I don't find a way, then my love is lost. And the stakes raise higher, but I bet all, spin the wheel, and lay all my cards down. But is it enough, or will I lose this gamble? And will my fate fall into his hands, pulling my strings to his rescue, his ploy, and must I do what he says? And can I trust him, or will betrayal be the cold knife that cuts us both? And will more die because of me?

Calm waters whisper of beauty, of peace. Love is the tranquility holding me still, and gentle sunshine warms away the touch of death. Happiness is the stranger filling my soul, and freedom is the wind that carries my voice high into the heavens above. And she takes my hand, and I remember a life freed of struggle, survival, war, destruction. And never do I want to let go, but fate has other plans. And destiny rains down upon me, taking my love with it, and memory remains, whispers of knowledge lost. And time falls like cold stones beneath calm, blue waters, and my time is gone, washed away by tragedy. And all that remains is a dream left lingering beneath the sun, burning all hope away.

"And my journey has reached its end. These years across distant stars have left me in wonder, sights I wished to share with those I loved, but horrors beyond imagination leave me cold, nightmares to never be known. And vicious enemies made me their fugitive, but through tragedy and crisis, I survived, discovering a power held deep within. And my life once upon a time is gone, and now this stranger remains, holding fate in his hands. And these strange creatures, fugitives have become those of love and honor, and she is now my heart. And this is who I am, John Crichton, and this is where the journey ends but never to be forgotten. And hope burns across the starry night, lighting the fires of destiny, and time marches on into the Farscape."

Farscape: The Peacekeeper Wars

Sparks of hope flickered across destruction. Lives clung to delicate webs that could break away and fall into nothing. Cold hands reached for the heart beating strong, but what price would be paid to save love? And sacrifice steered the wheel, driving straight into chaos, and cannons of war threatened to silence the peace. And time were the ashes of an era now gone, and tears of the future spilled into black. And sanctuary rested with the fires that tore the stars apart, but there was no other way. And fate stood beside me.

Time. Rivers of sand flowed through my fingers, and two months were ripped away by a bitter breeze. So many enemies have tried to bring me down, but I slipped through their hands like the sand in the hourglass. And I tried to keep running, but they still gave chase. And now I waver over the brink of war, their war, and their thirst for power would destroy us all. But this was not my fight, and my time struggling to survive their attacks was over. But escape refused to come and take me away.

But he found me. How does he know where I am? My mind was reeling, and I could still feel him digging deep inside. But we're done, finished, and the door slammed closed behind him. But that pale face now lingered before mine with eyes full of anticipation, and his smooth voice slipped into my ears. But I won't fold. I won't give him what he so desires, but do I have a choice? Or would my refusal lead to my demise, taking my love down in flames?

What if there was peace? There would be no need for war. No one would have to die, and the curse would be broken. And destruction would not echo with every footstep that I take, but was such serenity merely a dream? Or could the chaos be silenced as fast as it began, but what price would I have to pay to make things right? And would she forgive me, if I had to risk all or nothing?

I was a fool. Nothing could ever be easy, but for a moment, I believed that it would. And their lives vanished in a brilliant flash, and static roared in my ears. And death shivered down the muzzles of the guns that would silence me, but I waved the white flag. I resumed the role of their prisoner, but my gamble was the knowledge that they sought. But the time for lies, deceit was over, and the truth had to be heard. But would it win our freedom or be the end of me, and what of those that I kept close to my heart? Could I save them, or was I already too late?

What have I done? I struggled to keep peace alive, ripping away his sanity, and helplessness shined in his eye. And they struggled to remain alive, but they were worried, afraid. Our lives were slipping away, and all hope fell with me. I had no choice, but what price would I pay? And what life would be waiting for me?

The ground was broken, cold. Death rode across in waves of fire, and walls of haven crumbled. But we struggled to fight, keeping our enemies at bay, but they slipped through our defenses. And lives fell away, but a droplet of hope rippled through the chaos. And tears of love touched my hand, giving me the strength to march forward and take those that would bear my destruction down, and I would never let go. But I couldn't save him, breaking my heart in two, and I had to leave him behind. But if not for his sacrifice, we would never have made it out of there alive.

And they were bent on destroying each other, taking me down with them. They refused to listen, and the cannons fired. Their eyes gleamed with hope of victory, but illusion clouded judgment. And there would be no end unless I pushed them to the brink of annihilation, but would they cease fire? For the sake of all lives hanging in the balance and for the unwritten future of those to come, would they surrender to peace, or would they embrace oblivion?

Peace. Defeat rested across the destruction before me, and the cannons fell silent. Fear gripped the wheel, spinning wildly, and annihilation grew closer. And they struggled to step back, hold onto the world that they knew, but their lives, their fate fell to me. And the terms of their surrender were met, and the war circled to an end. And I struggled to silence the chaos reigning before me, and I succeeded. But at what cost? And her screams rang through the air, calling my name, but I was already gone.

Distant stars shimmered across the darkness, burning with hope. Time melted away into dreams, and the past finally let go. The season of death was over, but lives would never be forgotten. And new beginnings held to the strings of the heart, and bittersweet tears fell like gentle rain. And destiny said farewell, leaving me at my journey's end, but my legacy remains, the story of an astronaut, John Crichton. And love breaks the dark, opening my eyes, and casting a light over the Farscape.