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All right...I admit that the stimulants were a bad idea, in a place where I am no longer always sure what are dreams and what is reality ( Read more... ) -
I don't believe this
Doubly encrypting this entry.
I should check the roster of newcomers more regularly.
Of all the people it could have been. Of all the people I was expecting this damned place to bring back to life. I thought maybe that was the point. Maybe that was why I was here. For him.
Obviously not. At least not in that way.
Bloody Travis. Can't that ( Read more... ) -
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What the hell? I seem to have missed a remarkable development. The village has been attacked. Someone got a signal through. Someone penetrated this place. And that someone now seems to be gone ( Read more... ) -
Let us see
Perhaps I should have tried to sleep before this meeting...it may require considerable cognitive effort. I spent the night instead vainly attempting to reactivate Orac. Absurd; I hadn't realised how badly I wanted to hear that thing's infuriating voice.
Time to go. -
The question
What does this place want from me? I thought I had done with learning lessons.
Fate and destiny are concepts I used to consider nonsensical. But this chance, this opportunity, this gift, is something I can't explain. Wherever I go I am manipulated, it seems. The old irony that freedom is wasted on the free. For the first time I am free, of ( Read more... ) -
Time
The time travellers have time machines. At least one of them does. Probably both ( Read more... ) -
Well now
I have kept a private journal for many years, hidden and encrypted securely enough to ensure safety from even Vila's prying eyes. I found the data crystals containing my journals in the bedside cabinet in my hotel room this morning. All of them, entries dating back to my childhood. The earliest crystals I know were destroyed by my father; others ( Read more... )