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I have received a gift from Nauplius.  A little soft toy of something called a Yak.  Such a strange looking thing.  I wonder if it is a real creature.  They are symbols of Khanid culture, apparently, and in his note Nauplius spoke of his efforts to bring such to Ammatar. I think perhaps Nauplius worries too much over the loyalty of the Mandate, blinded as he is by his hatred of anything even remotely Tribal.  Still, the gift is very sweet, and, although he has few friends in the Empire, I personally do not doubt Nauplius' devotion and integrity to the Throne as I do with others who are all too ready to denounce him.

It has not been an easy few days.  The Triglavians have invaded Raravoss in force, though there have been many who have stood against them.  Sadly, however, there seem to be just as many who would willingly sacrifice an Imperial system and the subjects of Her Imperial Majesty within it just to try to appease the vermin.  Raravoss is but two jumps away from home, and the tension here is palpable.  Poor Mama is worrying constantly, though she never shows it outwardly.  Papa has been tied up in endless briefings and meetings regarding the defence effort and Imperial collaboration with EDENCOM.  I think Sasha and his unit may very well be seconded to this particular front, and Kolya is already on active duty there.  I pray God and The Eternal Empress keep them safe, grant them Victory, and return them to us unharmed.

The war in Floseswin is progressing much more positively.  Although the ground conflict has seen little change in weeks now, our forces are, by the Grace of God, securing other systems in the Eugidi Constellation.  At least this we can give thanks for.

I know, however, that I am failing in my duty.  I pray for forgiveness for my weaknesses and failings.  I lose direction so easily. I must push myself harder, and I cannot give in to selfishness when so many people are giving everything they can, and more, in the defence of our Motherland.

I must do better, and I shall.