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This letter was received by Naoko on her 25th birthday.

Dear Alexis

The tangible world is known to us by five senses. However, without the presence of the sixth sense, the world as we know it will not come to being. It will be stagnant, with each element being completely alone, in its own essence, without evolution. Evolution is not desired, nor is it required, but once evolution is begun, it cannot be stopped. One needs to evolve completely to the reach the end that is most suitable for that thing.

So it is with Jiat.

We are outsiders. But we are also Xi’an. Whenever we enter Jiat, we become that is which is most useful to it. We do not sacrifice our sanity, our senses, nor even our reason. It is a mutual contract. In Jiat, we are governed by the powers of the planet. This power does not leave with us when we leave Jiat. It is present only when we are in contact with the planet.

But we are chosen because we have our own powers. By ourselves, in our own bodies, we too, hold the Keys to the Universe. There are many XI’an who have gone insane because they stayed too long on Jiat and confused their desires with those of the planet. We have refused to. By disengaging from the planet after taking that oath, we have delayed, at least the curse that kills our bloodlines.

The direct transfer of Jiat’s power from parent to child is well-known. You know too, my daughter, that we transfer memories, skills and individual powers in this manner as well. And by the time you read this, you would be aware that not all the powers that are your birthright will be activated. The potential to use those powers will be there, but they will be locked. Your body and your genes can only activate so much at any given period of time.

But the burdens you will bear…

Forgive this letter, my daughter. Forgive your mother for placing such a restriction on you. Forgive me for bonding you into the same slavery I bonded myself.

We are the darkness to our sisters’ lights. That is our burden, as others will see. Never forget that we are the light to those moments in darkness. Smile, my lovely phoenix. We are the coal to the phoenix’s fire.

Your mother
Naoya Kensaku
Scion of House Rourke

Original entry as appearing at Reach Into Your Soul.

Script Frenzy seems to have snuck on me and completely taken me by surprise. No thanks to me playing Ace Attorney Investigations: Miles Edgeworth, I seem to have gained two new muses, who have also insisted on being the star of my Script Frenzy virgin try. Ah well.

The headache part about writing this script is the difficulty in keeping to their voices and characters. Miles and Franziska sound very similar, and the fact is after 14 pages, I still have no idea which one of these two wants to be the main character. Still, at least now I know that we’re talking about making this into a game, and Plotbot tells me that I can do branch scripts (where there can be alternates for the scenes I’ve written) so that may be a big help.

Ok, enough rambling. Now be time to create rough outline before I go offtrack (a novel can go all over the place, a script, not so).

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Original entry as appearing at Reach Into Your Soul.

I am Gemini. The one who disrobed Christ. Preparing him like a Lamb before the slaughter, to be nailed to the Cross. As we disrobed him, my green Twin and I, I see his wounds. His body glistens with sweat. The blood and flesh have mixed with the sweat. As we peel away the robe, he winces in pain.

My heart swells with desire to heal him. To spirit him away, and to cleanse his wounds. I know not who he is, nor what crime he has committed, only that he is innocent. Compassion, not pity, fill my heart. Would that I could spirit him away, to cleanse his wounds, to heal this man.

Yet I could not. Instead, I watched as they led him to the cross. I watched as they hammered the first nail into his hand. I flinched at his cry of pain. I could not stop them, stop them from killing a man I knew innocent of whatever they accused him.

I am the Red Twin, and I stand on the Left hand of God.

Original entry as appearing at Reach Into Your Soul.

Firestarter, keeper of spells, dwell within the Water Bearer, rush through the Earth Shaker and appear within the Wind’s Keep. Thus Light’s Sword and Darken’s Shield are returned to the Moon-touched Land.

Old children’s song
Jiat
Memories of a Xi’an.

Original entry as appearing at Reach Into Your Soul.

Reminder to self, track down this book:

The Starlight Crystal by Christopher Pike.

One of the defining books that influenced me as a writer and as a person.

Original entry as appearing at Reach Into Your Soul.

A moment to breathe is never a moment lost.
Naoko Kensaku
Mitsutani Matriarch
Notes to a Lost Generation

Original entry as appearing at Broken Shield and Sword.