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[greatlightother]

Damon's gone. My item isn't linked to him anymore and his room is empty. To any of his friends, I'm so, so sorry.

The Admiral is such a fickle creature. Almost a year. I can't even remember our first meeting. A year ago...what were you doing? Were you here on the barge? Back at home?

Happy?

[Private to O'Brien]

doubleplusungood comrade.

[Cue obscene

Comments

[Private- Audio]

[greatlightother]

[Silence for a long moment. And then her wavering voice.]

It's a wonderful reading voice.

That is...I mean...Thank you.

[Private- Audio]

[greatlightother]

I've been here for sixteen months now. A year here seems like forever.

[Private- Audio]

[greatlightother]

I...suppose I do. Cider. Snow. Alligators. Birds. Peas. ...certain books, now. [She laughs softly to herself for that one.]

I don't really regret my time here. I never did. I just...wish that it didn't always seem so futile.

[Private- Audio]

[greatlightother]

I don't want it to be correct. But when I start getting to a place where I think everything is alright...something happens to seems to make it all not worth it.

But...I suppose that's not right, is it? It was always worth it.

[Private- Audio]

[greatlightother]

What do you mean?

[Private- Audio]

[greatlightother]

I don't think I'm one of those few.

I think I understand. It doesn't make any of this easier, though.

[Private- Audio]

[greatlightother]

[Small laugh at that.] I know what he means. Only without the brandy.

I want it to just...stop being difficult for a while. At the very least, I'd like the hard parts to be spaced out just a bit better.

[Private- Audio]

[greatlightother]

No, it's not. I've been able to get it for the past year.

But something's happened now.