Log 1: A Letter is Merely a Story with an Indirect Audience

Posted on 01 Aug 2013 @ 1:20am by Lieutenant JG Jacrux

298 words; about a 1 minute read

"Lieutenant Korena, I have a story to tell you. Once there was a boy, born of two bloods, twice named, thrice tested, twice left behind. He traveled to far off lands and learned countless stories about the people he encountered and even shared a few of his own. Yet one story always eluded him, the story of his own blood and the tasks born into his being. The young one's hypocrisy sometimes weighed on his mind, though there was stories enough to learn from others he could easily ignore the lure of his own, feigning disinterest or detachment.

Even when presented with a direct opportunity to follow a possible storyline that might connect to his own, the young man ignored the guiding pull of his blood. Later, there is always later, the boy deluded himself, and easy task when one can feel the centuries of possibility etched into one's body.

But the boy who pretended to be a man forgot one lesson he thought scarred indelibly into his body. There are countless paths one's life could travel, and the one he felt most strongly was not meant to be. A great many possibilities died and future stories disappeared without being witnessed. Again, he waited too long to ask questions.

He sounds like an idiot, doesn't he? Tell me what you think, Ro'lai. I have another story to tell you, but that one requires more audience than a blinking comm. There once was a woman made of flames who danced on the wind to the melody of time... well, I shouldn't get ahead of myself, should I?

I look forward to our next exchange of words, and I hope not all of them will consist of telling me what an idiot I am.

Ensign Jacrux, USS Galileo, signing off."

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