~Names have been changed to protect the guilty.
[originally posted 8/25/2005]
Life has been moving too fast... Honestly I can't believe I thought I was going to write every day. I got hit by one of the empire's hired goons last week and the notes I took were destroyed. Ah well, the journey never ends...
I'm sitting in the mountains of talus again. I needed time... to think, to reflect, to reconnect. I dealt the cards. I'm not sure what they portend this time. The unit is moving into the open, even if not in actual declaration of their existance they are taking a much more active role. And even though I'm done hiding that I am a seer I have no wish to become that active in the conflict again. I'm not a soldier. Never have been. I'm the guy in the bar, the alley... the one who knows the whispered secrets before anyone else.
Ya, I've always been a good shot, that's not in dispute, although picking up a pistol disgusts me now. I'm beginning I don't need the pistol to generate the energy to direct... almost like I can feel the bolt without the pistol...
I just never preferred the open battlefield to the quiet slice of the security system or the well placed blow to an opponent that didn't pay attention. I've been doing this too long.... I know I'm not strong enough to be a soldier again. I may be one day, but not now. I love the people in the unit, just not sure I can continue to be an active part in their future direction. *sighing*
Life has been moving too fast... Honestly I can't believe I thought I was going to write every day. I got hit by one of the empire's hired goons last week and the notes I took were destroyed. Ah well, the journey never ends...
I'm sitting in the mountains of talus again. I needed time... to think, to reflect, to reconnect. I dealt the cards. I'm not sure what they portend this time. The unit is moving into the open, even if not in actual declaration of their existance they are taking a much more active role. And even though I'm done hiding that I am a seer I have no wish to become that active in the conflict again. I'm not a soldier. Never have been. I'm the guy in the bar, the alley... the one who knows the whispered secrets before anyone else.
Ya, I've always been a good shot, that's not in dispute, although picking up a pistol disgusts me now. I'm beginning I don't need the pistol to generate the energy to direct... almost like I can feel the bolt without the pistol...
I just never preferred the open battlefield to the quiet slice of the security system or the well placed blow to an opponent that didn't pay attention. I've been doing this too long.... I know I'm not strong enough to be a soldier again. I may be one day, but not now. I love the people in the unit, just not sure I can continue to be an active part in their future direction. *sighing*
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