I'm getting pretty bad with this, eh? Guess I just haven't been online for a couple of weeks. Five days left of the RCMP, six days left of the Bay, eleven days until I leave altogether. At first I was kinda miserable with leaving Josh and going back to the grindstone, not to mention scared but now I'm really getting into it. Finally away from home, on my own, and Ottawa is an awesome place to start.

Jenna checked the moveways. She stared in fascination at the hourglass, at the phosphorescent crystals in the thick globe which gave each infant its birthright- the radioactive timeflower. She stared at her own hand, blinking red-black red-black... she'd received her crystal in a room like this; it had imbedded the flower into her right palm, and the crystal had decayed on schedule, in the same way the celcium atom decays in a radium clock, turning the stigmata inexorably from yellow to blue to red- and now, soon, to black.