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Once I would have said I wanted “freedom” — the freedom to range, to explore, to soar as high as I liked — but I wouldn’t have said that, because freedom was the atmosphere in which I swam. Once I … Continue reading →

I never explained our ways to anyone else until I went away to the Academy (“the Academy at Karis” as it is known in the Inhabited Worlds). Then I met Jehen and her half-sister Yasmin and half-brother Ferenc, which changed … Continue reading →

It’s said that life Aboard-Ships is monotonous, and I only wish that it were so. When Martisset yr Astok and Karisalay whose clan-name I don’t know refused to sit at table with myself and the Immortal — a diplomatic incident … Continue reading →

Temn’s airship was piloted by AIs keyed to his nervous system; should anyone assassinate him, the ship would self-destruct. The food was delicious, and the fittings gorgeous. I didn’t want to live like a grubber. So Ship’s fare does not excite nostalgia, … Continue reading →

Temn’s niece Martisset will be extended the offer once more;  I think that he has an odd partiality to her, in spite of her past refusal of his projects. Clever, if she meant to take power. Each time he offers … Continue reading →

Today as always I wear the mask of state, and the armor with its leads to my life-support and data machinery. The AIs feed me information from the world and keep this body from overrunning me. Yes, there are days … Continue reading →

From the perspective of centuries, past behavior is the best predictor of future behavior, and things have thus far worked out in my favor. I have had good advisers over the centuries, and Iric Desnaray yr Astok reminds me of … Continue reading →

I ask Iric Desnaray yr Astok about the Ship’s Avatar, both to indulge my curiosity and to see how he will react. He shrugs. “Oh, the Ships are run by AIs,” he says, “and they can’t go down into atmosphere … Continue reading →