the archive. or what it was.

the archive was my memories of my loves, my family, my life before the empire got us, everything the empire sought to destroy. my archive may have at times been the only thing keeping the empire from utterly erasing us from history.

but all data fades with time, and digital data especially so. i uploaded backups anywhere i could, as frequently as possible, as well hidden as i could make it, and still it was almost always found and taken down. and the data decayed and i slowly forgot almost everything of what had been.

only fragments now remain. but i will list these fragments the best i can.