”“Who?”“The Borg!”“It wasn’t the Borg,” Eric said as he felt the color drain from his face. “I mean, it doesn’t make sense.”“C...n you hear them now?”“No.”“Good,” Joey said, visibly relieved. “If you hear any other whispers, focus on something else and let me know you need help, okay?”“Yeah, okay.”Joey stopped and asked, “Hey, you’re almost Tim’s size, aren’t you?”“I guess so,” Eric said with some surprise. “I haven’t seen him for about a year now, so I don’t know.”“Let’s try his quarters first. All I needed was my iPod and a bottle of Gatorade and I could work out for hours by myself. I'm Jennifer. I'm not very much of a people person. Don't get me wrong, it's not like I don't have friends, but I guess I'm what you would call 'independent'. I don't have a boyfriend and I live with a roommate who is never around. So I spend most of my time here at the gym.... maybe a little too much time... After what seemed like a hundred reps, my arms started to shake. I couldn't hold the bar up any. Violet slit her throat right in front of me, while I was forced to watch the light leave her eyes.”“You are wrong Davik. Though I did have a sister named Celka, she was too timid and weak to do such a thing.”“She told me how you developed your own unique style of writing and that you taught it to her. That is how she was able to read the diaries you left in your old shop in Fardun which we found by the way!”.”Well you are just full of surprises, but if she was my sister, she was on the wrong. As I sat in my court, the many nobles pledging fealty to their new king, I thought only of her. After the court was closed and the sun shined directly through the western windows, I retired to my bedchamber. During the day it had been changed from a room meant for a prince to one meant for a king. The chains hung sround my neck and the crown on my head seemed to heavy a burden to bare any more, not to mention the hot robes. I was exhausted and began to reach my hands to my head before my door.