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.

 29-04-YC123


Now the Gallente attack us, again using a cynosaural field to hit a planet in a high-security system.  Will our supposed allies in the State turn on us next, I wonder?  Our enemies are ranged against us, but we will not cower, we shall not turn from this fight, any fight, and we shall take not a single step backward!  Let them all come, all of them. We shall be ready, and we shall strike them with the fury of God.

All the Royal Houses and their vassals have fully mobilised.  Our own Household forces are assembling as I write this, and very soon I shall be joining Papa to address them.  We shall all fight, of course; myself, Sasha, my dear Kolya. Even Papa will be doing his part with the Admirals and Generals.  Only Mama and Felix shall be left behind.  I pray they will not worry overmuch.

Whilst we cannot rest our efforts against the enemy within, at least inter-family rivalries shall be put aside.  The Kovals are mustering their forces too, and who knows, perhaps we shall all fight side-by-side in the Name of God, for Her Imperial Majesty, for Amarr, for our Motherland.

Edward was in Girani-Fa when the attack happened.  I have asked him why he was there, but he has sent no reply.  I should have known.  Just like everyone else he cannot be trusted.

I feel that Unclean Force, that Darkness coming upon me ever quicker, but this time I shall pray to God to grant me the strength to turn it outward, to turn the hate, the anger, the fury that comes with it upon our enemies.

God Feedeth The Ravens

Sumus Silvestre

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