Making the Best, continued
Oct. 19th, 2005 11:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I didn't make it yesterday. I went back to sleep instead. Four times. I'm sleeping too much, and I know what that means. So this morning I made myself come back here, and I'm sitting in my old haunt, the generator hut, watching the rain and fighting the urge to link back to Stoneship and go back to bed.
Yeesha was so wrong. The living heart of a people is important, yes, but cities and buildings are the outward expression of that heart, of all that was good as well as all that was bad. And people give life to things when they make them, to places when they build on them, and once they're alive killing them is just as much murder as killing a person. There was life in D'ni, even now, after all those years uninhabited, and it deserves better than to be dismissed. There is life in Myst island, even now, and I'm watching it ebbing away with no clue how to prevent it. Places have an importance and a soul of their own, and she can't see it.
Did she make the changes in the Age Book? Did she murder Myst?
It wouldn't seem like murder to her, of course, any more than killing a bahro would seem like murder to an ancient D'ni. We all have our blind spots. But she hates the place, that much is clear. And any act of destruction done out of hate is murder, because only something living can engender hate.
If I ever get out of here, I'm going to find that Age Book, learn to Write, find the corrections and erase them. Even if it resets the island to bare grass and trees and rock, as long as it's living again, that would be enough...but I'd prefer to get it back the way it was when Atrus and Catherine were living here. It deserves to live.
I found a blocked-off arch, down below the path to the spaceship, which might be the tunnel entrance. The bit of wall blocking it looks to be movable...but the kicker is, what powers it? If I can't get into the tunnels to rekindle the power source, I can't get into the tunnels to rekindle the power source.
I need to find something that works. If there is anything, it'll be hidden behind something that doesn't. That frodding brick wall in the fireplace, the blocked arch itself, or...
Wait a minute.
Yeesha was so wrong. The living heart of a people is important, yes, but cities and buildings are the outward expression of that heart, of all that was good as well as all that was bad. And people give life to things when they make them, to places when they build on them, and once they're alive killing them is just as much murder as killing a person. There was life in D'ni, even now, after all those years uninhabited, and it deserves better than to be dismissed. There is life in Myst island, even now, and I'm watching it ebbing away with no clue how to prevent it. Places have an importance and a soul of their own, and she can't see it.
Did she make the changes in the Age Book? Did she murder Myst?
It wouldn't seem like murder to her, of course, any more than killing a bahro would seem like murder to an ancient D'ni. We all have our blind spots. But she hates the place, that much is clear. And any act of destruction done out of hate is murder, because only something living can engender hate.
If I ever get out of here, I'm going to find that Age Book, learn to Write, find the corrections and erase them. Even if it resets the island to bare grass and trees and rock, as long as it's living again, that would be enough...but I'd prefer to get it back the way it was when Atrus and Catherine were living here. It deserves to live.
I found a blocked-off arch, down below the path to the spaceship, which might be the tunnel entrance. The bit of wall blocking it looks to be movable...but the kicker is, what powers it? If I can't get into the tunnels to rekindle the power source, I can't get into the tunnels to rekindle the power source.
I need to find something that works. If there is anything, it'll be hidden behind something that doesn't. That frodding brick wall in the fireplace, the blocked arch itself, or...
Wait a minute.