A month has passed since my arrival to these stone walls that bear the name "Mercy's Keep." While I am slowly adjusting to being in my new surroundings, there is still so much I am not use to. For one thing, being planet side after so much time spent out in the heavens of space, it feels so alien to me. The richness of the decor, the placement of every bloom in the solarium, the luxury of being able to spare no expense of this place ..... I haven't been in such an environment even close to this since I was a child.
Rin pauses for a moment, pondering over her next written words carefully.
This place reminds me too much of just that....... my childhood. It brings back those memories I had thought long since buried under the sorrowful events of my parents' deaths and a few things after that transpired. The aches I felt from my first cyber knighthood implants, the often times painful training, how often things would break in my tiny hands due to undisciplined control over my enhanced strength, and the tears that often would follow from one so young ...
It might sound sorrowful, with what you know of my childhood already, but their were so many more happier memories that overshadowed the horrid ones. For every ache, pain and tear I had, there stood my father, who calmly and gently held onto me. I recall all the times he told me with his strong gentle voice why it was necessary we do these things, even though his family had long since banished him for unfair reasons. Traditions that we took upon ourselves, the training, the implants, they all helped define a part of who we are, as a way of remembering of those who came before us. He often followed his speeches with stories of the olden days, when our ancestors fought side by side with the Amarrian Knights, for the name of the Empire and God. How I loved hearing those tales, even up till I was but 14 years of age, when he and my mother .......
She sighs deeply and sorrowfully as she wipes a nearly formed tear from her eyes.
I won't deny, I miss him, and since arriving here, I often wonder if he would be proud of what I've become, and where I am now...
Shakes her head lightly.
Esna has told me before to stop torturing myself like this. I know I shouldn't, and I try not to think back on it all too much, but it's hard not to.
This place won't let me forget...
