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.
09-12-YC121

We have told Ishta the truth.  It seems only right that she knows the reason God brought her to the attention of this family.  It is, admittedly, much for her to take in, for never could she have imagined such a destiny for herself - a destiny irrevocably intertwined with that of this family.  She will return to Lord Pitoojee knowing so much more of herself, and when we next see her, I think that she will be quite changed.

It was, of course, a family decision between Papa, Mama, myself, Felix, and Father Mikhail.  We were all in agreement it was the correct course of action.  We could not deny all the signs any longer.  What other reason could there ever be for the strength of the relationship between my brother and her, and my family's complete acceptance of it.  Even I have accepted it.  It is clear.  Ishta is, without any doubt, one the Beacons of God.  She will learn to embrace it, in time.  Others have, over the centuries, the millenia, and many have found it difficult.

Sasha, of course, we have not told.  Even if we thought it the right time for my brother to know, which we do not, we cannot reach him when he is on Operations.  Fortunately, Ishta has requested that we do not tell him.  Father Mikhail and I are only too happy to agree.  The time will come, perhaps, when he has returned.

I, also, must leave soon for the warzone.  The struggle will be hard, and with the tide of war turned against us, for now, Victory will not be swift in coming.  So even my small efforts are needed there, and I know since my Pilgrimage I must give more.  I left a note for Lilya after I last saw her.  I hope she does not mind my silently slipping away, but I feel it best.  I shall keep her in my heart, knowing that she is one of the most precious things I fight to protect.

May God be with us all.
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