Time passes, whether we want it to or not. Here in Blackburne it almost seems compressed in some strange way. Familiar faces depart, to be replaced by new ones. Feels like everything is always in some state of flux… even for me, that’s somewhat stressful. Seems like Immi is getting hitched. I’m happy for her, but I hope it doesn’t take her away from here. She’s always fun to have around, and commuting between here and Hale’s isn’t exactly the most convenient or safest journey in the world.
Haven’t been so well of late, and it’s been a drag. I’ve been leavin’ the bar early, as I’m just falling asleep. I hate this, but things can always be worse. A couple of the girls here have promised to pray for me, and all I can say is that I’m touched. I’ve not always been a prayin’ kind of guy, though the expression there ain’t no atheists in foxholes is, I can tell you first hand, true. Notwithstanding, I’ve often felt there’s a spiritual side of life – a side that we really don’t have such a good handle on. I liked it when the Shepherd was around; haven’t seen him for a long time. Reckon we could do with more of him about
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Now it Starts...
So, now it starts.
A few days ago I was feeling uneasily peaceful, and knew storm clouds were gathering. And I was incredibly prescient: x0 has started killing people with her mind again.
I say again, because there’s a history here, but let me start in the present. Last night, as we sat in the bar, she walked up to a patron, all smiling, and boom… seconds later the guy is laying a in a pool of bright red blood. He’s seriously injured, and if it weren’t for Chol, wouldn’t have made it.
Chol insisted (asked is too small a word for it) that I take her over to the shelter. He’s a good man, I just think he needed some time to think. Eventually he came over, and she tried the same thing on me, just to see what would happen. Again, I was seriously hurt, while Chol, Amyla and Imrhien just looked on. I just lay there, until I could carry myself to the med center.
I’m worried. If this starts going, she’ll not be welcome here real fast. As it is, I fear that the Alliance will redouble their efforts to get hold of her.
Imrhien’s also going to bring a whole world of trouble down on us. She’s foolin’ around with a young LT. All he needs to do is see x0 in action and a whole verse of trouble is going land on her heads. Foolish girl; she’s lonely, it don’t take a rocket scientist to see that, but the LT, we’ll he’s working the wrong side of the street. It’s going lead to trouble of the kind that goes “boom”. I’m tempted to haul x0 onto the nearest ship and make a run for it, but I don’t see it doing a whole lot of good. Ain’t no hiding from the trouble that’s comin’. Might as well meet it head on.
A few days ago I was feeling uneasily peaceful, and knew storm clouds were gathering. And I was incredibly prescient: x0 has started killing people with her mind again.
I say again, because there’s a history here, but let me start in the present. Last night, as we sat in the bar, she walked up to a patron, all smiling, and boom… seconds later the guy is laying a in a pool of bright red blood. He’s seriously injured, and if it weren’t for Chol, wouldn’t have made it.
Chol insisted (asked is too small a word for it) that I take her over to the shelter. He’s a good man, I just think he needed some time to think. Eventually he came over, and she tried the same thing on me, just to see what would happen. Again, I was seriously hurt, while Chol, Amyla and Imrhien just looked on. I just lay there, until I could carry myself to the med center.
I’m worried. If this starts going, she’ll not be welcome here real fast. As it is, I fear that the Alliance will redouble their efforts to get hold of her.
Imrhien’s also going to bring a whole world of trouble down on us. She’s foolin’ around with a young LT. All he needs to do is see x0 in action and a whole verse of trouble is going land on her heads. Foolish girl; she’s lonely, it don’t take a rocket scientist to see that, but the LT, we’ll he’s working the wrong side of the street. It’s going lead to trouble of the kind that goes “boom”. I’m tempted to haul x0 onto the nearest ship and make a run for it, but I don’t see it doing a whole lot of good. Ain’t no hiding from the trouble that’s comin’. Might as well meet it head on.
Saturday, June 7, 2008
All in?
Something’s not right. This is all too easy. It’s like waiting for something to break, like the painfully sweet honeyed light before a storm. Are the clouds already swirling above me, waiting to lash me with their fury? Or is it all in my mind?
I’m too comfortable here. Too comfortable by far.
No fear in me for myself, it’s for these folk. Good people. I’ve gotten far too attached to them all, living on this little shard of rock, hacking out a home with not a lot more than their hands and determination. I can’t be effective like this. But I can’t fully step in, and I won’t step away.
I’m too comfortable here. Too comfortable by far.
No fear in me for myself, it’s for these folk. Good people. I’ve gotten far too attached to them all, living on this little shard of rock, hacking out a home with not a lot more than their hands and determination. I can’t be effective like this. But I can’t fully step in, and I won’t step away.
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