The Crossroads of the Aether
Two years since I wrote in this journal. I am sixteen, and I am still unsure what to do with myself. Poppa says I would make a lousy farmer. I tend to agree with him. I think I will head west. I have money, thanks to my adventures, and maybe I can get a job that will satisfy this emptiness I feel.
I am not taking my Japanese items. Momma said she will keep them for me, and if I need them I can send for them.
I should note, the family seems so much happier now. …Continue
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 4:55pm — No Comments
I have been home for a week now. The funeral was today. We buried him on the mountain, down a ways from the house, near a crick.
Poppa says it is as close to a "glen" as can be found. I think that is something from the homeland. Now that he is willing to talk about it, I might ask.
When I feel like talking again.
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 4:34pm — No Comments
I should write about the flight home. All the stops in exotic places. But I don't remember any of it. I remember a man I had grown to rely on, and care about, pressing an envelope into my hands as he passed.
I am in New York now, arranging for a ride south on a locomotive.
I have our baggage, but haven't touched any but my own. Mr. Graham has been placed into a coffin, and will be delivered to my father's house.
Well, eventually. They will take him as far…Continue
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 4:30pm — No Comments
I got a shock today. I have been home for almost a year. Any thoughts of making my own place have just not materialized. I sit and think about Japan.
Mother found the crumpled letter from Mr. Graham and insisted I open it. He told me that I was his heir, which I sort of figured. I had all his stuff anyway. And he told me where he had some money in a bank, and there was a letter directing it to be released to me.
And then he mentioned his camera equipment. I haven't…Continue
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 4:30pm — No Comments
Mr. Graham passed today. We were on the airship, making good time towards America, and he suddenly couldn't get his breath. He pressed an envelope in to my hands, and went still. I can't even cry.
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 4:26pm — No Comments
I guess it was the sword after all. A rifle squad came aboard the ship and surrounded me. They demanded my sword. I almost fought. They had no idea what I went through to get it. I wish the master was here. He would have explained to them or something.
Anyway. That has to be the end of my adventures. Going home, probably going to start a farm by Momma's and Poppa's.
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 4:24pm — No Comments
We are at the strangest dockyard. I figured we were to go home by steamship again, but instead, a man found us and in perfect English, he said we were to follow him.
We did, and eventually, we came to a giant dirigible. I understood how badly Mr. Graham felt when he didn't even ask to take a photograph. I did it for him.
We boarded to a lot of stares and whispers. I guess I might have been part of the reason for that. I am westerner, dressed in full eastern garb,…Continue
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 4:22pm — No Comments
We leave today for civilization. I still have not seen Tomo or anyone from the temple.
Mr. Graham has regained a little strength, and I am feeling fit. So we should have no issue getting back.
I don't know where we will go though. Mr. Graham has decided to retire when we get home. He seems really sad about the village. He said that it is a Samurai town, and the Samurai way is being done away with. No one wants a sword arm when you can just shoot at your enemy. I…Continue
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 4:17pm — No Comments
I have been treated like a champion. But no one will take me to see Tomo.
Mr. Graham says that he is in a coma, and they are unsure if he will make it.
I keep waiting for one of the monks to come check in on me. But so far, it has been villagers. I think maybe parents of the kids that were taken, or parents of some that were not.
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 4:13pm — No Comments
I don't know whether I believe in spirits as such, but as we worked our way back down the mountain, we passed the spot where the first battle had been. And I knelt to pick up another piece of armor. But instead of a pull towards the cave, I simply felt warmth, and a little strength returned to me.
This was the extra push I needed to get Tomo down the hill.
We got back as darkness fell, and we were greeted as conquering heros. Which, I guess in a way, we were. I…Continue
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 4:06pm — No Comments
So, there I lay, trapped under a monster that weighed easily a thousand pounds. I know I said 500 before, but that was before it was on top of me.
The mate came charging out of the cave enraged. It chased the others blindly in a circle. And they ran. They climbed behind trees and over boulders, and the crazed monster spun in circles. It's own frenzy kept it from making another kill.
I woke up, and started trying to climb out from under the stinking mountain of…Continue
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 4:02pm — No Comments
We started at daybreak. I didn't know how we would track the monsters, but I should have. The party was two senior brother monks, Tomo, me, and a few of the Samurai that were left by Takamori to watch the village.
When we got as far as the previous fight, one of the brothers gestured to a piece of armor, and I knew he wanted me to pick it up. I did, and I knew exactly where the body of the dead man was. I started walking towards it. Everyone else followed…Continue
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 3:51pm — No Comments
Things had started to thaw when we came down from the temple, but now spring is in full effect. The monks have stayed with us in the village, and we are going to go try to find the monsters in their lair before they start to hunt again. I will try to write about it.
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 3:18pm — No Comments
My family is from Scotland. Mr. Graham told me everything. Our "clan" has been officially disbanded, and even outlawed. It seems one of our tinkerer forefathers tried to improve the bloodline. The men in the family either become monsters at 14, or at the minimum reveal abilities (if they hadn't shown up before.) Now I know why my mother and Mr. Graham were worried.
He even told me that as a child, I had some connection to metal in the house. I could pick up a spoon and yell…Continue
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 3:17pm — No Comments
I got the story. Mr. Graham took ill a month ago. No reason they can tell, except he is simply weakening. He has asked to see me. Now I don't know about pressing him for answers to my questions.
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 2:56pm — No Comments
We got back to the village this morning. Though Tomo ran ahead to see his mother, I stayed with the brothers. After all, Mr. Graham was not exactly my father. And he owed me an explanation I felt.
As we came close to the buildings, I saw him sitting on the porch of the headmaster's house. For some reason, he didn't even stand to greet us.
At first, I was annoyed, but when we got closer I became concerned. His color was off, and I knew there was something wrong.
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 2:53pm — No Comments
We are headed back to the village. I am happy to see Mr. Graham. I think he should explain a few things.
Last night, we had a ceremony, and all of us newer brothers were given real swords. Not just a Katana, but a set of three. It was very moving, and a little sad. I know I will probably never see this place again.
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 2:47pm — No Comments
Journal, I have something to say! I last wrote about the glade. Well, after a while, I was joined by the Master. He came and sat down beside me. We were both in lotus position, and he was facing me. He said "I picked the button too. Good choice."
Then he put both hands on my shoulders, and leaned toward me till our foreheads touched. I can't explain it. But the silence lifted, and the birds started singing again, and I felt so much peace.
I think I will enjoy the rest…Continue
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 2:45pm — No Comments
I walked for a whole day straight into the woods. There was no one around but me. And it was so silent, it was spooky. I had to detour around some rough ground, but the pull never wavered. Finally I came to a small glade. I walked in, and found a grave. I felt so sad. A child had died in violence. The button belonged to the mother. I know. Now I don't know what to do. I will sit here a while, and then go back maybe.
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 2:43pm — No Comments
I am going to post this quickly, I went to the hall, and sorted the broken pieces today. I did find one that affected me. It is a small button. I can't explain it, but I need to follow it to the North. I am getting my training sword and some food. I will try to explain if and when I get back.
Added by Ranger Reid on April 28, 2015 at 2:39pm — No Comments