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It would appear that Monsieur Saxon was only with us long enough to remind us of his existence. Anyone who has spent some measure of time about this ship that added up to more than a year might consider that cause for celebration. Perhaps some part of me stands to feel relieved at his departure, as well, but it won't be.
To my knowledge, the Master has been an off and on denizen of this ship, as an Inmate, since before even I came here. And because I do have some modicum of faith in what this ship can do for people, it is...concerning, at best, that so much time has gone with no anchor to keep him here, nor sign of progress -- time that is perhaps infinitesimal in the scheme of things to a man of his race, that is in itself so very long lived.
Thinking aloud had its benefits, and I will not pretend that I mark this passing for wholly sympathetic intentions. Since I have known this Inmate since I myself was one, and I am coming upon that part of my novel, I have come to realize that while I see his actions as his own to answer for, there are likely several things that I myself have done for which I have never apologized.
To my knowledge, the Master has been an off and on denizen of this ship, as an Inmate, since before even I came here. And because I do have some modicum of faith in what this ship can do for people, it is...concerning, at best, that so much time has gone with no anchor to keep him here, nor sign of progress -- time that is perhaps infinitesimal in the scheme of things to a man of his race, that is in itself so very long lived.
Thinking aloud had its benefits, and I will not pretend that I mark this passing for wholly sympathetic intentions. Since I have known this Inmate since I myself was one, and I am coming upon that part of my novel, I have come to realize that while I see his actions as his own to answer for, there are likely several things that I myself have done for which I have never apologized.
