+----------------------------------------------------------------------+ | The Olympia Times Blossom bloom year 14 | | January 25, 2016 | | | | turn 107, 70 players olympia@shadowlandgames.com | +----------------------------------------------------------------------+ Questions, comments, to play: http://www.shadowlandgames.com/olympia Olympia PBEM * * * * * * =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Player-contributed press =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Rumors =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= We resist! =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= I can no longer see what I write so I write feeling my way through the letters. An odd experience - not being able to read what I write, I am not writing for myself. For whom do I write? I write for the person I used to be. Perhaps the person I left behind persists, standing still and grim in the attic of time. Motionless in that moment of decision, on a crossroad - maybe, in some mysterious way she is able to read the lines I am setting out here. Ludo, dear, I am happy now Blind as I am, I see better than you. I weep for your blindness, for your infinite stupidy. So easily, you could have turned left or right - to embrace the people in the street and embraced life. Instead you chose death - monsters you saw were just the people on the streets, my people. I am so sorry for the things that you have missed So Sorry. Ludo was crying, smiling as she stood up and walked towards the light; finally, she was laughing as the brightness overwhelmed her. =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=