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.

 06-07-YC123


Had I not seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed anything in this life could come close to an image of Paradise, nor could I ever have surmised that it would be so close, but after accepting Lunarisse's invitation for a tour of Tebu Amkhiman I swear I shall never see such beauty again until I am finally granted God's Grace.

I could write of the main parts of the station, or of the hangars and defence systems, and surely they would be impressive enough, but my mind can think of nothing but the majesty of the life support system.  Such a mundane and deceptively simple word for what it is!  A perfect array of natural, organic systems, trees, plants, water, all the things that God with Wisdom has given unto any number of planets in New Eden to breath life and health upon them, and the Directrix has recreated it perfectly, flawlessly.

I cannot even begin to bring justice to the sights, smells, and sounds with mere words, but I confess that I was immediately struck with but one thought, one goal.  Nakri must have such things.  In every station in the system.  I have already told Lunarisse that is what I want to see brought to us, shared with us, and she, Praise Be, agreed.  It will take time, of course, and no doubt a lot of negotiation and dealing with a myriad of different individuals and groups, but it will happen, of that I am absolutely determined.

I must also confess that this beautiful ecosystem was not the only thing that caught my eye.  We were accompanied by Paladin Marshal Lord Abdulov.  It seems Providence has seen fit to introduce two handsome war-heroes into my life.  I like him, he has a strong sense of practicality, and I admire that.  He is charming too.  How funny it seems that just as political preparations are being made for my future, these two men, Abdulov and Sokolov.  I would rather think of it as amusing that a cruel joke.  I hope to see more of them whilst such a thing is possible.

Celeste has written to me, actually written! I think that is incredibly sweet of her, and a sign of her good and noble nature.  I wonder what it is she wishes to see me about, but then there is only one way to know.  I shall invite her to Nakri to meet me.

I also wonder if Ishta has understood the message I sent her.   Assuming she even noticed.

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