Passion

Why are we Minmatar so notorious for not getting along? I know the Amarrians believe we are children that need parents, but they honestly feel that about every race, even themselves. So they create a God, a supreme parent. This solution does not sit well with us Matari. The Gallente believe in the lottery of the majority, if you are not in the majority, oh well. This also does not sit well with us. The Caldari believe in profit and rigid corporate structures meant to outlive them all. For what purpose?

We do not get along always, no. Was this the reason the Empire enslaved us? No. It didn't help, but the Empire we were facing when we met them was larger than our own universe. Still, we could not be subdued. We tried the Gallente model, and that didn't really work for us. Now, the harder Shakor tries to unite us, the more fragmented we become. Beset by slavers, pirates, and profiteers, our militia hunted on their home ground, our allies losing the war and we...bicker.

We fight with each other, disagree and argue over the stupidest little things. Even those of us that agree. Five Matari in a room, in perfect agreement, will still find a way to fight about something. And there will not be two sides, there will be five. Two Matari that love each other and want all of the same things, will still find a way to fight. About anything. About nothing.

Is this a weakness? It is perceived to be, even by Minmatar. I think it is a sign of passion. A fire in the blood. We care, passionately, and passion can be hard to reign in. Thats why other races try to suppress it or indulge it. Only we let it rule us. We let it fragment us. We let it divide us. A fist is stronger than five fingers, yes, but otherwise useless. Five fingers are much more useful. And they can still make a fist. So the question is, how do we remain fingers, and still find the passion to come together and make a fist?

Can we even still make a fist? Can we still come together?

Cwn Annwn

RIPPLES

*Sophie looks off screen* I'm not sure where to start. I'm going to sound like I'm suffering from dementia...

*Sophie sighs and nods.* I know...I wish I could explain it is all...

*Sophie takes a deep breath* I've been having visions...*Sophie sighs again, and the flood gates open*

Not like...normal visions...images half-remembered, mirages that you can't quite convince yourself you saw, not like, day dreams but...full on...manifestations. That I could touch *blushes a bit* That spoke to me.

I would have written it off as stress, depression but...the first night it happened...I awoke with this:

 

around my neck. Disturbing? yes, but...it gets worse. My husband Kleoptoleme awoke in a corp neither of us had even heard of let alone applied to. It had offices, right here in our home station but, they were empty. He was the only one in the corp and he was sick for days afterwards. The corp...against all probability was founded by...the man from my visions, the one who spoke to me. His name, and the name of the corp is...Cwn Annwn. We have nothing else to go on.

TIDE CHANGE

We have been trying to learn what we can but, feel like we're floundering a little. Neither of us has ever experienced anything like this before. We've...started speaking funny. Using words we didn't know we knew, and...understanding each other. We seem to be learning...remembering? a new language. Or an old one. We're both...a little scared to be honest. We still hear the...howling(?) of the wind. Odd occurances. A top secret DED file on Eran Mintor found sitting on a desk. No explanation.

My research however, has uncovered something. A book. A forgotten book. So forgotten I can only find excerpts and reference to the book, but not the actual book itself. It has become a bit of a grail for me. What's stranger is that, the book was written by someone from my past. Someone who played a pivotal role in my life. I have more questions than answers and more coincidences than both combined. The book, by the way, is called The Annwn Matar : A People's History by Magda Delong. I put Stella in Starfish to watch over them, and am doing what the asbri have told me to.

SPLASHDOWN

In the following month, there were no more odd occurances that have taken place, unless you count the destruction of a world and the tearing of the very fabric of space all around us. I have taken time away. So has Stella, Eran, Daevonar, the list goes on. Kleoptoleme has been so sweet and understanding, just don't tell him I said so *smiles* He has been a rock and has gotten me through...whatever it was I was going through. Krystel has taken over the leadership of Starfish and has been amazing.

I needed the time away...but, I can come back now. I am okay with the Asbri. Dadrwym is the way. I have been set free *smiles*

We have set-up a DNA-testing centre in conjunction with Starfish in Hakeri, with the help of the Sebastior tribe. If there are more Annwn Matar out there, maybe we can find them now.

Introduction

I have started this diary to record the events and on-going history of the Cwn Annwn clan from my point of view. Many events have transpired that have led to the creation of this diary, events that have raised more questions than answers, and things that seem to defy explanation. I am recording them here, in the hopes that someday, we will have more answers.