operations log rotation: 02021/10/31 0000:00.000 LR CR ^C ^D ust be a fool or a coward. Was that the log rotation? Getting tired. Looks like it's Halloween now. Once more, for the record. I'm crouching under a tree in a forest a few clicks from what the map calls Chester Morse Lake. Judging from the remains, this used to be a resort of some sort. Now it's rather too close to the border, and has accumulated a a supurb collection of craters, none of which are large enough to hide me, and only s...

operations log rotation: 02021/10/31 0000:00.000 (9 hidden. (Unchanged.)) Int/Ext/Amb/dT/Cool: 35/6/6/1/0% (34 hidden. (User spec.)) Batt: 94% FSAP: Ready. EMC: Safe. 12.7mm: Safe. 30mm: Safe. ATGM: Safe. APS: Safe. HEMM: Safe. AVCM: Safe. (8 hidden. (Unchanged.)) HUP EOF EOL ...ust be a fool or a coward. Was that the log rotation? Getting tired. Oh hey, it's halloween now. Once more, for the record. I'm crouching under a tree in a forest a few clicks from what the map calls Chester Morse Lak...

He was six thousand years old, and showed every moment. Not that he looked old, far from it. The shell he wore was young, apparent twentysomething, back ramrod straight, posture stiff. But he stared right through you. He saw every single flaw and vulnerability and he knew, he knew how small and weak you were, that you were a pathetic worm compared to but a ten thousandth of his life. A single word of rebuke could crush a man's soul, which is perhaps why he spoke so seldom. He had/was tens of ...

operations log snip: 02021/10/31 0129:13.285 (9 hidden. (Unchanged.)) Int/Ext/Amb/dT/Cool: 35/6/6/1/0% (34 hidden. (User spec.)) Batt: 94% FSAP: Ready. EMC: Safe. 12.7mm: Safe. 30mm: Safe. ATGM: Safe. APS: Safe. HEMM: Safe. AVCM: Safe. (8 hidden. (Unchanged.)) I crouch in the soft gloom of the forest. Of course, to these eyes, there is no such thing as dark, and to an extent that is true. There is easily enough starlight filtering through the canopy to light the scene, and everything glows by...