Five years since we lost the light of the Ray of Matar, and what a waste for years have they been! We are still in the same war of attrition, we are still slowly losing it, there is no new Ray, and there is no real justice. The same frauds sit in the same ‘tribal council’ and the same people are still shackled in Darkness.
What do you care about nations and governments, you are a capsuleer, asked the (once) famous @GoGo_Yubari in another thread. And oh my, is that a question I’ve been asking myself these past few years.
My nation is gone. My oath is broken. I am legally a ghost to my clan. My Chief is but a shadow cast by the Ray.
My alliance is a shadow of its former self. The rivals of my alliance are shadows of their former selves. Even the enemies of my alliance are nothing but that.
Why am I still here?
Because blood and spirit. I am what I am. Love dies, allies betray, but kin remains. I’ve done my bit of rage and grief and revenge. Time to let go and move on or build anew.
There are many gods in this universe
And the Amarrian God is the most powerful of them all
But strength does not equal wisdom
And might does not make right
I fully and completely renounce the evil God
I will not obey His commands
I will not follow His followers
I will not fear His punishment
I am Rhiannon
I am Sebiestor
I stand here today, surrounded by my kin
Our blood is one, and my spirit is free