Saturday, October 20, 2007


There is no place for me in the cavern.

My dreams tell me otherwise. This is why I continue to find a niche. I don't understand it; the things I used to enjoy are of no interest to me. Being with my friends, playing in Jalak, taking the true beauty of D'ni, I just don't want to do it anymore.

But, something is holding me here. I don't know what or who or if I can even escape. I honestly hope someday soon someone will at least give me a clue if not the answer.

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Pleasant Dreams?

I slept in Relto for the first time in a long time. I had a dream.

Everything was quiet in D'ni, but not eerily so. Everything looked different, new. Then I realized that D'ni had been restored; physically. It was so beautiful. I went looking for other people, but I found no one. I thought maybe I was in my own instance of Ae'gura. So, I linked to Relto and went through the Nexus to the Ferry Terminal and I was right.

The city instance was in ruins with bahro everywhere. People were running, climbing and screaming. I turned to my left towards the docks and I saw Yeesha. She said "You can help 
them my child." I had no idea what she meant by that.

Not knowing what to do, I linked out and went to my neighborhood. Things looked normal for 
now. So, I went to Eder Delin to think. The destruction had come, but, how could I help? 

I sat alone for a few minutes until Yeesha came. She was angry this time.  
"Why aren't you helping?" she yelled. "I don't know what to do,"I replied. She shook her head and left. I went over to the linking book and saw a bahro sitting 
quietly by itself. I got close enough for it to hear me. I started talking to it. Just about everyday ordinary things; and it looked as if it understood what I was saying.

I'm not sure how long I was talking. I didn't even notice it stand up.  I stood face to face with the bahro; not scared, not flinching. There seemed to be something so human about its manner, I couldn't put my finger on it. Then all of a sudden, it hugged me and we linked out. I felt so warm and loved.

When I opened my eyes I found myself in the restored city. Not like my instance. It was alive and warm and felt like home. There were people; explorers and others. I turned to my bahro friend, but he was gone. Yeesha came up to me, and all she said was "Thank you."

That's when I woke up. Curiouser and curiouser.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007


That's how I feel right now. Lost. With so much going on in the cavern, why do I feel so detached? I just wander around listening to bits of conversations, not really paying attention to what's being said. That's part of the reason why I've been on the surface for so long. It's not that the cavern is boring now; I think it's just that I might have a fear of commitment. I'm speaking in terms of the war of course.

Watson and Engberg have returned. So has Phil. So the DRC is back - plus Cate. But, it doesn't mean that things are back to normal.

I don't know. It may just be fear mixed with the feeling that I don't belong. I have friends and such. It's just a personal feeling that I'm an outsider. HA! Wouldn't it be funny if I turned out to be D'ni?

I think I need more rest.

Monday, June 11, 2007

Getting Caught Up

I will have to continue the begining of my tale some other time. There has been so much going on in the cavern, I can hardly keep up. It's been almost a month since the loss of 'Wheely' and the near loss of Douglas Sharper. The incidents have made me very aware of the Bahro. Before they were just off in the distance screeching every now and then. Now they can be seen, the scream louder, they attack.  

Sharper said himself they were at war. The Bahro Civil War. Who knows what affect this will have on explorers in terms of cavern accessibility. Cate says things will go forward as planned, but I have my doubts. No one knows what happened to Engberg or Watson and with the number of original DRC members dwindling who knows what will happen next.

I'll have to finish my thoughts later.

Saturday, January 27, 2007

Bactrack to the Beginning Part 2: The Cleft

It's been several months since I began to recount my journey so, I have decided, while I'm on the surface, to continue my account of my journey so far...

I awoke some time later; I didn't have a watch so, I had no idea how much time had actually passed. I rolled over onto my right side and was startled when I felt something bump my hip. Standing up I could now see that the little green book was hooked on to my pants. I had almost forgotten about it.

I went back outside to further examine the totem. I noticed a hand symbol carved into the front. Reaching out my right hand, I touched it. The hand glowed briefly and the totem opened to reveal another book.

Well, I thought, maybe this can lead me home. I placed my hand on the page, just like before, and everything went black.

I found myself in a fenced in area in the desert. It seemed completely deserted. Wandering around, I found that , once again, I was wrong. An airstream trailer and a person. Civilization! A feeling of relief and joy came over me thinking I would soon be on my way home.

I should have known better than to be so optimistic. This guy left me more confused than when I started. Of course I don't know why I'm here; I'm trying to leave! And who is "she"? All I understood was that his name was Zandi. At this point I knew I wasn't going home anytime soon. Well, at least he offered some help if I needed it.

So, off I went wandering around the fenced in desert. I didn't really know where to start. I decided to go back to see Zandi (he did offer to help). I came around to the back of the trailer and saw something familiar. The hand symbol on a piece of cloth. I went up to it and touched it. It glowed a little and then faded. hmmm....Maybe there are more around here.

I was right, there were more symbol cloths. And after some more wandering around and navigating the cleft, I found six cloths. But, it didn't seem to finish the hand symbol.

Well, by now I had turned the power on so I figured I  should try the mechanism in the cleft. I entered the four symbols from the wall and pressed the button.

WOW! I wasn't expecting that! So this must be Yeesha. Some will seek the destination, but you should seek the journey... What does that mean? Wait, another cloth!!

I touched it after the transmission ended. The hand symbol was complete. What now? Maybe the tree will open now. I was right; the tree opened.  

I climbed down inside and found a piece of paper with the picture of the totem on it. Then I used my book to return to the island called Relto.

I'll continue my adventures in further posts, but I'll have to go for now.

Friday, January 26, 2007



What I am going to post is a work of fiction (of sorts) based on the MMO (not RPG) Myst Online: Uru Live. I should warn you that it contains a lot of spoilers to the game. All ages, Yeesha, Zandi, and the DRC are sole property and copyright of Cyan Worlds. Liandra is my own creation. All other characters belong to their repspective players. Enjoy.

Backtrack to the Beginning Part 1: Relto

I've been an explorer for roughly a month now. So many adventures in such a short period of time. I've almost forgotten what my old life was like. That's a dangerous thing because I know, one day, I will have to go back. Well, let me try to remember....

I lived in a small town in the Mojave desert, working a dead end job, and college wasn't working out. I grew up shy and somewhat anti-social; it wasn't my fault though.

Anyway, I felt like going to library one day just because I hadn't been in quite a while. It was a small branch (they had quite a number of special requests and frequent shipments from other branches). I browsed my favorite section, fantasy and science fiction, and didn't find anything of interest. But a small green book at the end of one of the shelves caught my eye. There was no Dewey Decimal label on it, no title, no author, nothing. I opened the cover and was surprised to find a small picture of an island. I tried turning the page, but it seemed like they were stuck together. Curiosity got the best of me, so I decided to take it home. I slipped it in my purse (hey, it's not like it was a regular library book!) and returned home.

I continued examining the book pondering over why I couldn't turn any of the pages. I gave up about an hour later, my brain was burnt out. I couldn't figure it out. I sat there lazily staring at the picture and as my hand touched it I started to tingle all over. Then the room went black. I could have sworn my eyes were still open....

I regained my vision after what seemed to be an eternity. I was shocked to find that I was no longer in my house. I was, instead, standing on a mountain top in the clouds with trees, bushes and a small hut with a single, small, totem type thing (sorry, that's the best way I can describe it) in front.
I approached with caution thinking there might be someone inside. Wrong... the place was empty; just two windows, and two bookcases on either side of a large bureau. Investigating the bookcases I found three books. Two of them were similar to the green book that brought me here. I didn't touch them because, well, I hadn't even gotten my bearings in this place yet. The third book, on the bookcase to the right, was interesting and confusing. It contained names of places and cryptic passages describing them.

I finished reading and realized how tired I was. All I could do at that point was make myself as comfortable as possible on the floor and try to rest.