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       Diary of a Soldier
   DIR By: Taldar Logas
       Date: September 27, 2016, 6:22 pm
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       The following is an excerpt from a diary kept by an N-1 Fighter
       Pilot
       I have always hated hyperspace... and yet again, here I am
       sitting in hyperspace. Waiting.  Perhaps it is the idleness, the
       restlessness that comes.  Sitting in a hanger, waiting to
       launch.
       I have checked my ship, 3 or 4 times... same check sheet. All
       good, green light.  Good to fly.  Yet, I am still idle.  This
       ship is nice enough... Ardent Class... new, hi tech.  Pretty
       quick, cuts down on hyper time.
       2 hours... flight suit ready... we launch as soon as we exit
       hyper.  XO calls us into the briefing room, talks alot and says
       very little.  My boys are ready for a fight that will never
       happen - another patrol with nothing to report.  Still... 2
       hours until launch.
       As always, I am the last one out. But, I say a little longer,
       not sure why.  There is a book, looks old, lots of weird shapes
       on it...
       Looks like something that the priests of Kampar use when they
       preach.  I think it is. Sure, I follow Kampar, in this sector,
       who doesn't?
       This seems different - there is a strange pull or an energy...
       there is power.  Curious, I will take a look.
       Wait, I can understand it, how?  There are stories, there is
       knowledge... it IS power...
       I do not know how long I was there... I was engrossed, I saw an
       old man on a mountain, but I did not understand.  I saw flat
       grassy plains... I saw one large object and 12 smaller ones
       beside it - yet also a part of it.  But I did not understand...
       I was snapped out of the book suddenly, but a hand on my
       shoulder...
       He was smaller than I... A Ryn.  "So," he said "you have FOUND
       Kampar...."
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