It was the dawn of the 23rd century – 14 years after the Earth-Nubari War.
The Unity Project was a dream, given form. Its goal: to prevent another war, by creating a place where humans and aliens can work out their differences peacefully. It's a port of call – home away from home – for diplomats, hustlers, entrepreneurs, and wanderers.
Humans and aliens, wrapped in two million, five hundred thousand tons of spinning metal . . . all alone in the night.
It can be a dangerous place, but it's our last best hope for peace.
The year is 2245. The name of the place is Unity Station.
I still need to work on the opening I just got it from Babylon 5. Un