You're where the Wild Things are...

An in-character blog set in the universe of EVE Online. These are the private diary entries of Lady Ekaterina Mariya deSilvestris, a minor Amarrian Noble and Capsuleer. Other existing characters within EVE will be referred to throughout, though any opinions and views expressed are those of this character. These entries may touch on or directly address mature themes such as violence, sexuality, race and ethnicity, and mental health. As noted, any views are those of the character.

Before we begin, I feel it important to say a few words on the subject of mental health. Ekaterina, or Ekat as many call her, is something of a troubled soul. This aspect of her character is a personal choice I have made, for very personal reasons. Although EVE is a game in which the players can immerse themselves to a greater or lesser degree as they wish, mental health is a very real issue for many people. Those two simple words cover a myriad different issues and concerns that affect people directly or indirectly every day all, over the world.

If you find yourself affected by any issues touched upon in these posts, or if you face your own troubles, please know that there are people out there you can turn to; doctors, friends, family - there is ALWAYS someone. If you are an EVE player, then Broadcast 4 Reps chat is available, staffed by wonderfully kind and good-hearted volunteers. If you know of someone who has mental health issues, then please just let them know you are there. It doesn't have to be anything big, just a smile, a cup of tea, a quick phone call about last night's game - just a little thing to show they aren't forgotten.

You Never Fly Alone.
01-03-YC121

I am always nervous before I patrol the warzone.  I cannot imagine Captain Elkin, or Aldrith,or Commander Kley are stricken with nerves.  Lack of experience? Self-doubt?  The constant demoralising whisper of my Shadow?  I know not what it is, but I give such thanks to God and to Her that I now have Constantin to steel me before I go into action.  His kind, beautiful, spiritual words lift my heart and soul.  He believes in what I do, accepts it, and I believe him when he tells me it does not oppose his own far more blessed works, but perhaps even compliments them.

Oh, Dear Constantin, how majestic and close to God you are!  That you seek to bring the Light of God into the Republic itself, saving the souls of those poor lost Tribals.  Perhaps your way is the True Way of The Reclaiming!  I think that is must surely be so, far more than the way of violence and destruction I follow.  I pray that one day I shall be able to leave this path, if God and my Eternal Empress permit.  Shall I then be able to join you, My Love, and work alongside you, helping to raise souls to God's Grace, as you have raised mine?  Such things I shall dream of, but until then I will continue to do all I can to protect Our Motherland, Our Beloved Empire, and repay my spiritual debt to God and to Her for their Mercy and Love in sending you to me.

He spoke tonight of formally asking my parents for permission to court me!  I did not think that such traditions still existed, and I cannot imagine anyone else doing such a delightful and respectful thing.  No-one has asked my parents such permission since I was 17!  Poor Vasily, what torture I must have put you through.  I am sure I heard a few years ago you were married with a family.  I do hope you are happy and content, you deserve to be, you were always so sweet, and I so mutable in my emotions.

It is not necessary for Constantin to do such a thing, of course, but I think Mama and Papa will be very pleased should he do so.  We may not be the most conservative of families within in the Empire, but we do respect tradition and protocol, and it is the proper way to do things.  Doubtless Sasha shall tease me mercilessly when he finds out, but I hope it happens nonetheless.

Oh, Constantin, is there no end to the brightness and happiness you bring me?  I think there truly is not.
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