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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It is a sad yet true fact of military families such as ours that our loved ones are often not hear for special occasions, and so it is today.  My dear little brother is missing his birthday. I do not doubt that his team is holding their own celebration whilst they are on operations, but here everything continues just as it did yesterday and just as it shall tomorrow.  I think that Ishta finds it most strange that we do nothing in Sasha's absence, but to celebrate without him here would be the most terrible bad luck.

Poor Ishta!  As if she has not been through enough recently.  That utter fool Danylo!  I know, of all his wretched family, he is both the most vile and impetuous - who but a boy of the worst character would have done what he attempted against me so many years ago - but to think he would actually try to push our two families to war!  How he could ever think Papa would fall for such a pathetically obvious trap I shall never know.  He should count himself lucky to still be alive; Ishta is not the most forgiving of people.  Danylo will find that neither am I.  I shall allow this one to be forgotten for now, but I shall not forget it.  I shall remember this insult and assault on our family and, when the proper moment arrives, we shall have our revenge.

The Tribals have launched further ground offensives on Floseswin IV.  It seems that no matter how hard our forces in the system push to control the system as a whole - admirably led as they are by Aldrith and others - the enemy forces on the planet itself constantly threaten to overwhelm Imperial troops.  I must admit that I hardly feel it is worth the effort!  I know I should not use such defeatist language, but what will this backwater rock actually bring us?  And at what cost?  Does it have such strategic value that the loss of materiel, time, and effort, not to mention lives, will actually be an acceptable balance to pay?  Aldrith seems obsessed by it, and I fear his true talents are also being wasted.  Yet, as long as Lord Sarum commands us to fight, fight we must.

I do wonder, however, if there is a quicker way to Victory.
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