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.
19-11-YC121

I spent an extra day in Arx Adolis, in prayer to the memory of the fallen, and thanks to God and The Eternal Empress for our Victory there.  Afterwards, I had Dido cleaned and blessed again, and undertook my own ritual ablutions, for the next, and penultimate, Holy Station on my Pilgrimage was the Imperial Honour Guard in Amarr Prime, still in formation since the the day of the Coronation of Empress Catiz I.

Of the sight of individual ships, or even large fleets, I am more than used to, being the daughter of a Naval Officer, yet the site of the Imperial Honour Guard took my breath away.  Truly, they have restored their honour.  It is such a beauteous thing to behold, that I can scarcely find words to appropriately describe it.  The massed power of the fleet, in their glittering gold livery evokes nothing short of a sense of the sublime.  It is a fitting escort for Her Imperial Majesty, Empress of Holy Amarr, floating high above Oris as the planet shines like a radiant jewel in a Heavenly Crown.  I also felt a sense of security and stability, and there is no doubt in my mind that with such a strong and disciplined Navy, Amarr, in truth, shall weather any storm, no matter how dark and threatening the skies may be, now or in the future.

First and foremost, the words of my vow upon Her Imperial Majesty's Coronation came to my mind.  I gave that vow willingly and faithfully, and I shall uphold it, to the exclusion of all else, until God decrees that I should be no more.  I wish that others who had taken that vow held it in the same supreme regard, above every other concern they may have.  I suppose, of course, there shall always be those who are false, or who waver in the face of commitment to true devotion and loyalty.  They shall be found out, of course, and cast out with all the other betrayers and treacherous Enemies of Amarr.

I have but one final Holy Station to visit.  This one, I know, shall be the most moving and emotional, but God is with me, and I shall have the strength I need to meet the most personal of moments.
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