Personal Log 305

Posted on 30 Oct 2017 @ 1:52pm by Rear Admiral Lirha Saalm

297 words; about a 1 minute read

Personal Log, Stardate 66287.4

"Five years. That's how long the sentence for my conviction is but I'd be eligible for parole on good behavior after two-and-a-half. I hope? Well...if that wasn't enough, I'm then to be deported back to the Colonies and my status as a Federation citizen is revoked. It seems Starfleet has grown tired of me and has cast me astray, like an outcast. If I was guilty of anything, it was for trying to help the Federation and their exuberant ideals, not undermine them.

"I've known this time would come for weeks but now I feel astral. I feel...distanced from everything as I've never felt before, and now my only thoughts have been to my future. How will I return to space once I'm back on Vajripam? I know Livana will have many questions for me once I arrive. And a lot of smugness. Mother could never convince her of Earth's merits and she'd always been more Orion at heart than Nesh or I. I suppose it will be her bragging moment when she sees me back in the city, asking for my share of our family's latinum.

"And Nesh... yes, I worry about her. Every year she continues to grow and become more distant from the rest of us. I can't be her mentor if I'm locked away and she won't learn our family's true values without someone by her side. I must reach out and find someone, a person who knows and can guide her in her new adult life.

"The transport to Perth arrives in ten minutes and all my affairs are in order. Comms will be infrequent from now on, but I will still tell my story when I get time. Godspeed."

Computer, end log

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