Dreaming of a future business is easy. Making it happen for real is another matter. Even with others offering invaluable assistance, it seemed like he was drowning in details, and the longer things took to happen, the more the fear of it failing gnawed at his certainty, and that fear was not quelled when he set first eyes on his specially commissioned orange van.

Then there was always endless little things to attend to, and he grew to yearn for an exciting trip to a strange dangerous planet. Some place that needed a man to strap a blaster to his waist and take a calculated risk or two. Somewhere that didn't have fruit to buy or fluffy toys to choose. But sometimes, getting what you imagine you want turns out to be more dangerous than you thought. Like holding proof in your own hands that a race of people had lived here before, and they knew the secrets of the current empire's power. What else did they know?