Making the Best, continued
Dec. 20th, 2005 04:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
avevale_intelligencerI really don't know if I'm up to this.
It's nice to know that what I actually did in K'veer was the right choice after all, but the fact remains I then stupidly went and marooned myself on Myst. Not an auspicious action, you might think, for someone on whom Yeesha seemed--seems!--to be putting so much responsibility.
Then again--"among those who took the final journey"--I thought I was the only one on that particular quest. It was sheer chance that took me down to K'veer that day, and I certainly didn't see anyone else lurking about. And "reweaving the scattered threads"? What's that about? I'm remembering what I wrote a while back about there being an infinite number of deadMysts and an infinite number of me's. I can't believe that now, any more than I could then. As usual with these things, I'm left with more questions than I started with.
Well, one way to find out. I'm back on Myst now (and it's looking better every day--if the buildings would only spontaneously mend themselves you wouldn't know that anything had changed) with the Book of Gorkorvahk'tee on my lap. What Gorkorvahk'tee is supposed to mean, I have no idea--my keen linguistic brain tells me it's a D'ni word, which of course we would never have guessed would we, and I have a feeling that 'kor' means book and 'tee' may be a plural suffix. So, the Book of Something Something Books. I look at the linking panel and it shows me the same as an ordinary Nexus book: a smallish room, with an endless toothed belt running round the wall supplying power to a column at one end. There's a holographic screen, which when activated shows a list of destinations. You select one, and a ring of Linking Books inside the column goes round to the right point and shoves the chosen Book out through a slot in such a way that it opens to the panel. (The list of destinations in the City Nexus Age was in English. I wonder why that never struck me as odd before now.) I think the decoration on the walls is dark green instead of dark red in this one. Also, it's fairly obviously hand-made by someone who hasn't had to do it often: there's unevenness in the page edges, the spine's slightly skew-wiff. This looks like a one-off.
But it's the only way I know to get to Releeshahn, assuming it actually will take me there. And I'll go. Soon.
I'm just so scared I'll blow it. I'm not the Stranger, moving purposefully from Age to Age and doing precisely what's needed. I'm just me. I won't see what needs doing, or I'll miss a trick somewhere, and whether or not there are millions more of me doing the same thing, I get the distinct impression that it's important that I do it. Insanely important.
There are two slips of paper stuck into the Book of Gorkorvahk'tee, both with a similar sequence of numbers on them. One has a blue spot, the other a green spot. No idea what to do with them, though blue and green ring a faint bell.
I should feel good right now. I brought Myst Island back to life, I saved my own life into the bargain. I learned things about these Ages no-one's known since the D'ni fell. I have a way out, and a job to do, and I know I didn't blow it completely last time. So why do I feel so damnably wretched?
Oh well, here goes.
It's nice to know that what I actually did in K'veer was the right choice after all, but the fact remains I then stupidly went and marooned myself on Myst. Not an auspicious action, you might think, for someone on whom Yeesha seemed--seems!--to be putting so much responsibility.
Then again--"among those who took the final journey"--I thought I was the only one on that particular quest. It was sheer chance that took me down to K'veer that day, and I certainly didn't see anyone else lurking about. And "reweaving the scattered threads"? What's that about? I'm remembering what I wrote a while back about there being an infinite number of deadMysts and an infinite number of me's. I can't believe that now, any more than I could then. As usual with these things, I'm left with more questions than I started with.
Well, one way to find out. I'm back on Myst now (and it's looking better every day--if the buildings would only spontaneously mend themselves you wouldn't know that anything had changed) with the Book of Gorkorvahk'tee on my lap. What Gorkorvahk'tee is supposed to mean, I have no idea--my keen linguistic brain tells me it's a D'ni word, which of course we would never have guessed would we, and I have a feeling that 'kor' means book and 'tee' may be a plural suffix. So, the Book of Something Something Books. I look at the linking panel and it shows me the same as an ordinary Nexus book: a smallish room, with an endless toothed belt running round the wall supplying power to a column at one end. There's a holographic screen, which when activated shows a list of destinations. You select one, and a ring of Linking Books inside the column goes round to the right point and shoves the chosen Book out through a slot in such a way that it opens to the panel. (The list of destinations in the City Nexus Age was in English. I wonder why that never struck me as odd before now.) I think the decoration on the walls is dark green instead of dark red in this one. Also, it's fairly obviously hand-made by someone who hasn't had to do it often: there's unevenness in the page edges, the spine's slightly skew-wiff. This looks like a one-off.
But it's the only way I know to get to Releeshahn, assuming it actually will take me there. And I'll go. Soon.
I'm just so scared I'll blow it. I'm not the Stranger, moving purposefully from Age to Age and doing precisely what's needed. I'm just me. I won't see what needs doing, or I'll miss a trick somewhere, and whether or not there are millions more of me doing the same thing, I get the distinct impression that it's important that I do it. Insanely important.
There are two slips of paper stuck into the Book of Gorkorvahk'tee, both with a similar sequence of numbers on them. One has a blue spot, the other a green spot. No idea what to do with them, though blue and green ring a faint bell.
I should feel good right now. I brought Myst Island back to life, I saved my own life into the bargain. I learned things about these Ages no-one's known since the D'ni fell. I have a way out, and a job to do, and I know I didn't blow it completely last time. So why do I feel so damnably wretched?
Oh well, here goes.