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.

 13-7-YC123


Ishta has made enough of a scene to get her way.  There shall be no union between our House and the Kovals.  I cannot say I am heartbroken, it is not as though it would have resulted in a marriage with a man I wanted, nor to whom I am suitable, but I was willing to make that sacrifice for the good of my family and my people, putting a rest to a rivalry that has lasted countless generations before it spills into bloodshed.  Such a prospect can only weaken Nakri, and we have seen already that we have enemies circling.  Nauplius may have been insignificant, but there are far more dangerous, and less obvious, foes than he.

Yet it seems Ishta would rather have violence and death.  I suppose I should not be surprised.  What else has she ever known?  I do not think she has thought the consequences through, but Papa was right when he told me he was going to reject Lord Koval's proposal.  Ishta is so set against that family that even if I had married Danylo, she'd have soon left me a widow, and everything would have been left in tatters anyway.  I doubt that even crossed her mind.

Nevertheless, although the situation is now changed, we are not left without alternative recourse.  I had hoped to use Nad   


Ishta has been.  We spoke at some length.  I think she perhaps understands now, at least a little, the power and influence she wields.  What she did not realise is that this, her stymying of the plans to bring our family and the Kovals together, was simply the first demonstration of that power.  I do not think, however, that she quite understands, or at least believes, how she has eclipsed me.

I have no appetite for being at home at the moment, not whilst I feel a stranger in it.  Perhaps I should try and find my place back in the warzone again.  Something else I am not exactly suited for, but at least there I can disappear into the background of brighter stars and not feel uncomfortable with it.

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