Clara

Subject: Planet - Caelhare Leporans

Heard plenty of tales about the Leporans. Thought spacers were exaggerating. They weren’t.

Caelhare is a world of endless green fields, towering forests and vast underground warrens. The locals are welcoming, clever, and somehow every conversation ends with a hot meal and a fresh cup of tea.

Their engineers inspected my ship. One asked if the reactor was really secured with reclaimed mining clamps. I said yes. He chose not to ask about the frying pan.

They build elegant machines. I build things that continue existing through determination alone.

Before I departed, they gifted me a sack of Caelhare mountain coffee beans.

Official chart update: “Essential resupply stop.”

Scientific reasoning. Excellent coffee.