March 2nd, 2007

I have put pen to paper. The first of many Garohevtee inscribed upon the whiteness of the page, the blackness of the ink almost burning into it. After long hours and longer days it is done. I have checked, double checked, and triple checked the Kormahn and everything is in order.

I have called the Age Fahets (D’ni for first), it seemed an appropriate name.

A Linking Book back is ready to be taken through lest I trap myself upon this new world and before me a blackened Linking panel awaits that first contact with my hand.

I felt the familiar electrical tingle in my hand, the lurching of my body as everything shifted. The sensation of my body shattering and coming together again, all things I have been through countless times before during my time in D’ni but this time it feels different somehow. I know it isn’t the process is the same every time one Links and certainly one gets used to it, but this is my Age and as a result there is a kind of mental conditioning that somehow it is different this time.

I arrived in a small rock basin peppered with moss growth and some sort of fungus. A small pond dominates the basin floor which is surrounded by a myriad of plant life and some strange pod like plants that remind me of cacti somewhat. Above the basin appears to be another level which as far as I can see is not currently accessible, perhaps I can get a ladder set up or carve some steps into the rock. Upon this higher level there are large trees and colossal blades of grass growing everywhere. I am curious how far out this Age extends and what manner of wildlife can be found there, but before I get too ahead of myself I need to gather the necessary samples to check to see if the Age is safe before returning without this Maintainers suit.

The initial surveying looks promising however.

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