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.
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I have visited the Battlesite in Kor-Azor Prime.  As in Sarum Prime, one can feel the Power of God here.  It lifts my spirits to see the wreckage, smashed and torn asunder, of our enemies, and I realise that none can stand against us.  No matter how dark circumstances may seem, no matter how dire the situation may become, Amarr shall prevail.  This is as true now, with even more opponents ranged against us, as it was during the Elder War.

Our Victory did not come without sacrifice, of course.  No victory can.  Many brave Believers gave their lives in the name of God, in the name of the Empire.  They are at peace with God now, for no truer nor more deserved Fate can their be for the Faithful.  They shall be remembered for Eternity, Honoured above all.  I know that any humble effort I can make shall pale into insignificance before the Glory of the Fallen, but if I must fall, I pray that it shall be in battle, for God and for The Empire, in emulation of the Heroes of the our Beloved Motherland.

As I floated silently above the Memorial near the planet Eclipticum, I prayed to and for the Souls of the Martyrs.  I shall hold the memory of their deaths in my heart, and draw from it the strength I need to fulfill my duties.

The strange Autothysian Drones of the Drifters were taking an interest in the Memorial around the Emperor Family station in Ami when I arrived.  As is their norm, they showed no desire to interfere as I offered my prayers here also.  Yet I found their presence an uncomfortable reminder of the Dark Forces we face.  I was glad to be so reassured by the feelings of Peace filling my spirit as I prayed.

I have chosen to rest in the Ministry of War Bureau above Andrub II-1.  There is another Memorial here, which I shall visit when I awaken.  Two Drifter Battleships were patrolling near the station when I arrive.  I do not feel fear when I see them, just hate for what they did.  I shall offer another prayer to the Martyrs before I sleep.  Perhaps they can armour me against the nightmares I can feel picking at the edge of my mind.
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