203 - Return

Transmission Log - Orestes

Author: Pink


Date: May 23, 2182 (Earth Standard Time)


Olive's become quite the young lady. She's twelve now. She takes after her father. I can't blame her for that. He took care of her alone for the first five years of her life.

I wish, so deeply, that I could have that time back. I learned not to blame myself so much for neglecting her, but that took a long time. I can only put that lapse of judgement and responsibility down to the effects of the crystals, and the subsequent withdrawal of those effects.

There are true crystals and false crystals. False crystals are everywhere. They are shiny, man-made. They come in the form of computer screens, space rockets, fancy clothes and beautiful objects of all kinds. They are complex, manifold, but they are artificial. Designed to mimic an effect. You can find that effect in true crystals. True crystals are dense formations that reflect the cosmos.

There is true and false love too. False love can feel so nice and can work well for a while, but true love is a whole other story. It was aeons in the making and bound tighter than the earth is to the sun. True love is like true crystals. What I had with Green wasn't true love, it was something to cover over the loneliness. The crystals were the real thing. They were deep, universal, unbreakable. That was why I rejected Olive, I suppose. She seemed to emerge out of something false. But I was wrong, what I feel for her now is unshakable.

That is why I am so happy that it was Olive who finally returned the crystals to us again.

I don't know how she did it. She is a strange child in many ways. She had Green fashion her a space suit, and she's been going on her little exoduses to that rock with the scribbles twice a day. Navy accompanies her. He says she just sits by the rock and mumbles things to herself. Anyway, after several months of this, Navy reported to us that, on their trip there this morning, two tiny masses of red crystals had begun to form.

I'm still too excited to even go and look. Could they really be back?

Anyway, I suppose that's why I'm writing this message to the void. I'm trying to postpone going and seeing for myself. I want to prove to myself that I don't really need them, that I'm happy with what I have now; Olive and Green.


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