Character Generation. March 29, 1996
A Page from Jenna's Diary.
I got up early this morning to watch the sun rise. I've been doing that a lot lately. Makes sense, I guess, as the universe almost ended. The storm that came through here was devastating. Everything just recently seems to be getting back on track. I know that storm had something to do with the war. Storms like that just don't happen naturally. Of course, I haven't witnessed any fighting (as father has us hidden away), but discord was obviously reflected in this Shadow. We've had our share of conflicts here, but things are resolving themselves. I do know a few young men who have now left to join the peacekeeping units. I'm, taking that as a good sign.
I've been wondering about this place. It's so different from the other Shadows we lived in when I was young. There are no unhuman creatures guarding us here. Which makes me think we must be guarded in some other way I can't see. But in this place we are supposed to eat the animals! It's disgusting, but I've gotten somewhat used to having to see it done. Still, everyone thinks I'm weird because I won't eat meat. I can't believe he left us here when he knows I'm not carnivorous. It's been the biggest problem!
Anyway right now I've got my irrigation system running, or as mom likes to call it, the sprinklers. I've got the most fabulous morning glories climbing the terrace, and my impatients! I got a hybrid growth of the prettiest magenta tone. I wasn't sure it would work -- now I need to keep grafting until I create a golden magenta hybrid. I've never seen it done. Of course, the sea air and sandy soil aren't helping my cause any. Then again, I'm not your average green thumb. Mother can't understand how I can spend so many hours cultivating something I may have to leave at any moment. I'm not sure myself why I do it. It isn't always easy with the environments we've been in. It's just beautiful, and it's mine, I made it grow. I hope I do so good when I have children some day.
Of course, I'll never meet anyone worth marrying at this rate. We've been here five years with little word from father. No one gives me any new explanations either. That is alright though, for now. I'm in no big rush about anything.
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