Tuesday, period 3: English class has begun. As I walk into the classroom, I pull out my book and begin to read EVE: The Empyrean Age. The title triggers a memory, a lightning-quick series of neuron pulses. I remember my first voyage into nullsec.
The deep, dark, infinite void of space threatens to consume my diminutive Rifter-class frigate. Ragnam, my alter ego, shivers within the confines of an escape pod nestled deep inside the heart of the ship - my ship. I have nearly arrived. As I decelerate with g-forces that would crush an ordinary man into a fine paste, I emerge from the warp tunnel and am deposited right in front of the stargate, al
Tuesday, period 3: English class has begun. As I walk into the classroom, I pull out my book and begin to read EVE: The Empyrean Age. The title triggers a memory, a lightning-quick series of neuron pulses. I remember my first voyage into nullsec.
The deep, dark, infinite void of space threatens to consume my diminutive Rifter-class frigate. Ragnam, my alter ego, shivers within the confines of an escape pod nestled deep inside the heart of the ship - my ship. I have nearly arrived. As I decelerate with g-forces that would crush an ordinary man into a fine paste, I emerge from the warp tunnel and am deposited right in front of the stargate, al