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.
15-11-YC121

Fort Kumar in Kenobanala is a sight to behold!  It is, at one and the same time, majestic and forbidding, projecting its military might far beyond its immediate vicinity.  I do not exaggerate when I saw I was awed by it.  I was even given the honour of permission to dock, which must be rarely extended to anyone not immediately connected with the Fortress, and never to anyone not militarily connected to the Empire.  I can only assume that it was granted because of my being a Praetorian, though I suppose it is possible my family name had some little influence, if the Commander knows my father.  Whatever the reason, it was a welcome show of hospitality to a humble pilgrim.

I spent some time there, and was given a small tour of the Kameira traning facilities, and even a chance to spar a little, which was most exhilarating.  Ishta, I think, would be very appreciative of some time here, and this place made me think of her.  Like Ishta, the Kameiras have been granted Ammatar citizenship.  They show such bravery and loyalty to our Empire, and such devotion to God, it is only right that they be duly rewarded.  It gives me hope that others may be so elevated, that they shall come to see the Light, and the Beauty that comes with having one's eyes opened to the Glory of God and the Righteousness of Amarr's Destiny.

I have now docked in the Crusade station in Mehatoor, to prepare for what is most likely the most dangerous and risk-filled stage of my Pilgrimage - Arzad.  Yet I have no fear or anxiety.  The further I progress, the closer I am to God, and I shall be rendered safe by such proximity to the Divine.  I have Faith too, that She, the Eternal Empress, guards and guides me.
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