Journal Entry 193 / 0523 I love the ocean.Journal Entry 193 / 0523 I love the ocean. I always have and always shall. And the fact that the Vinyare is something I had a hand in making doesn't mean it's any less interesting. When I made Pendor, the Vinyare was my organic soup-kitchen, the place where I dropped the initial Terran organics to establish the ecosystem. Now, millions of years later, It was still organic soup, but some of those organics had gotten pretty big. The fact that I temp-tripped past all the boring stuff in between is no big deal - Fawn and Halloran monitored the process and did the interventions for me. I looked over to my right where Aaden had stopped to kneel down in the surf and examine something. I wandered over to him. "You're getting your tail wet." "I found a crab," he said, looking up at me. "It seemed to be a lot braver than the usual crab - damn thing took a swipe at my toes." I laughed and said, "Did he get one?" Aaden shook his head, standing and clapping the sand off his paws. "Can I ask you a question?" "Sure." "When was the last time you talked to P'nyssa?" "A few days ago," I replied, a little confused by the question. He nodded again and said quietly, "This isn't going to work." "What makes you say that?" I asked calmly. "Because we're both male?" He gave me a slightly angered "You know better than that look" and said "No. Because we both have lives already. Usually people falling in love don't have people they're leaving behind. I have a life at Rhysh that's still important to me, and you have a coimelin that's important to you. You haven't forgotten her, have you?" I smiled and said, "No, I haven't forgotten her." "I've noticed something about you. You're really a one-person person, Ken. While you enjoy all your friends and lovers at the Castle and outside, I see that in the end what you really want is one special person to come home to." "And you don't think you fill that role?" I asked, feeling a little hurt by his present line. |