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On this, the third day of my return to Sirius, I begin my role as ayawasdi. Many things have changed during my absence. There is much to discover ... new tribes have settled in our former home ... new technologies ... rumors of a new yvwi ... new challenges. But have hearts changed. A long time has passed ... many have succumbed to the virus. While the cleansing healed our bodies ... our hearts and mind ... they are still not able to be tohinusdv.
What will become of us should we choose to return? I must find the origin of this adanaquatisdi held against us. I must find the answer before ... before ...
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Day eight of my return. Progress is slow but steady.
Food supplies are running dangerously low. It is difficult finding those willing to offer a meal to the hungry. The hearts of many are still sour. I fear they cannot be changed.
I do have some news to report. I entered a system known as Alaska today. Liberty denies its existence ... and many outside the government are very much unaware ... with few exceptions. The data was successfully delivered to Dawson Base for analysis. Hopefully they can make something of it.
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Day 19:
Today I encountered a band of Universal Shippers bearing markings of KoF. I am unfamiliar with this mark. Curious as to why Universal Shippers would venture into the Badlands ... and so close to Buffalo Base ... I pursued them. I challenged them as to their violating Buffalo's space. Initially they were non-responsive ... so I followed them into Texas. I finally got one of them to respond to my hails. I followed them through another jump into California. Yet another vessel bearing the mark of the S.S. joined in with this group. This one ... a Freelancer ... was quite short with me. As we passed through the rock fields and into open space they came to an abrupt stop. The next thing I see are flashes of light. As I awoke on a medical bed I learned the fate of my co-pilot, Nasganvna. Those usonvi KoF !!! They have murdered my young friend. We return less than a month and a Nayehiya citizen is murdered. I can see the coldness still runs in the veins of Sirius.
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Day 79:
A good day today. There may be hope for Liberty after all. I was able to actually engage in conversation with members of the Liberty Navy without being shot at. This is most promising.
Some whom I have encountered remember our plight while others have never heard of us. I have initiated diplomatic efforts at the lowest level. I am attempting to educate the lower echelon of Liberty ... those who I encounter ... one captain at a time. Perhaps one day we will be able to return. As for now ... I recommend caution. Not all are accepting of Nayehiya. Many still see us as simple Rogues. I hope one day soon they will understand us.
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Day 86:
Each day is different from the next. These colonists are unstable. On some days Liberty seems willing to accept us. But other days, like today, we find bitter hatred. I am having difficulty determining Liberty's mood toward us. I recommend we keep our families in place beyond the Omicrons. It may be many generations before this hatred will subside.
I am sorry to bring this bad news home but I am afraid for the lives of our children. Be safe my family. I will continue my evaluation of Sirius.
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Day 91:
The days are getting worse. Liberty continues to remain intolerant of anyone who is different than themselves. Those who are not of their "persuasion" are killed without mercy. Today an LSF gunboat destroyed my second ship. I was able to procure a third ship but do not have sufficient credits for defensive equipment. I will be like a sitting duck.
There are a few within the Liberty Navy and Liberty Security Forces willing to speak with me on honorable terms. Unfortunately ... there is a sharp disdain for "our kind." A bitter hatred that knows no bounds. It is not safe to return.
I fear this hatred is soul deep. The very soul of Liberty is hardened and as black as coal. It matters not what I do or say. There will always be those who wish us dead at all costs. They wish to eradicate us. It is good we left when we did. Otherwise we would have succumb to genocide.
Tell my children I am doing well. Do not let them worry.
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Day 124:
There is still much hostility to be found toward our people. I am seeing signs of improved relations within Liberty. There are some who have accepted my presence within the Liberty Navy. I keep a cautions eye toward everyone these days. I do have hope however ... that one day we will be able to return to this sector. I have relegated myself to a more noble position here in attempts to reach out to those who now possess our lands. I hesitate to dock on what they now call Manhattan. I do miss the days when our people lived in peace among the wilds of the forest. Alas ... the only foliage I can see these days exist in a pot that sits beside me as I travel.
Keep hope my family ... I will one day send for you to return. Until then ... keep me in your prayers.
