There are some days where being human is enough to make my skin crawl. This was one of those days. I tried to stay in human guise, but in the end, after the events of the day, I had to crawl out of it, I had to get into someone else, something else. I could not stand, not for one more moment, being...human.
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This is what we know: Camigwen Whiteberry, née Skytower, is gone.
This is what we don't know: why.
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Two days ago, a day-old account contacted her SL partner and said he was her husband. He told him he'd destroyed their marriage. He said he hoped he died, of something horrible. (He specified the horrible, I'm not going to repeat it here.) And then he logged off.
Now, Cami's partner is a studious sort. He likes time to consider responses to potential conflict, unlike me, who usually wades in arms swinging. So he said nothing to this person, especially as the account was only one day old, and there was zero other info on the profile--no pictures, no groups, no nothing.
But the incident nagged at him. The next day, when he saw Cami log in, he was preparing a greeting, only to see her blip back offline. He'd been intending to send her something, so he opened her profile to send it, and noticed that--during that brief blip--Cami had gone from Whiteberry back to her legacy name.
And all the info on her FL page, including the picture, had been erased.
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The fae lands do not soothe, today. Not even snow soothes, today. Because the horror wasn't over, isn't over. Today...today. Today she's gone.
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She's not gone for anyone who had her as a friend. I can still pull up her profile, her partner can, her other friends can...but we are all noticing new changes. While she still has a partner's name listed on the profile, she's down to twelve groups--one for a DJ, the rest just shopping. The elf, for all intents and purposes, has been erased.
No adult groups. No groups for where she works, as a courtesan in another house. No groups for close friends, no groups to maintain where she lives in SL, also owned by those groups of friends.
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I may not have deeply loved Cami, in the sense of, I feel as if an arm or a leg is now gone, as if I am no longer whole as a person. But I did care for her, adore her. I do feel her loss. And I feel it more keenly because someone I do care, very, very deeply for, loved her enough to partner with her, to make her a part of his life, to make a life together with her, and now...no word, no explanation, nothing. Just...absence.
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And now, even going home is no comfort, because, since I gave up my Caledon parcel, my home is their home. And how long will it exist? Do I need to scramble to find another place to rent? Will we ever hear from her again? Will we ever know why any of this happened?
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This is what we know: that Camigwen Whiteberry, née Skytower, is gone. And it may be all we ever know. This loss is chilling, and untenable, and...we must endure anyway, because there is nothing else we can do.
What we don't know...we may never know. And that...galls, that is bitter dregs indeed. I may not ever update this entry, because...we may never get an explanation. This is all we know for now, and that may be where things end.
I just hope she's safe. Cami, if there's ever a way to let him know, to let Andi or Rhea know, to let me know...please. Please, we miss you. We want to know you're okay.
This is what we know: Camigwen Whiteberry, née Skytower, is gone.
This is what we don't know: why.
Two days ago, a day-old account contacted her SL partner and said he was her husband. He told him he'd destroyed their marriage. He said he hoped he died, of something horrible. (He specified the horrible, I'm not going to repeat it here.) And then he logged off.
Now, Cami's partner is a studious sort. He likes time to consider responses to potential conflict, unlike me, who usually wades in arms swinging. So he said nothing to this person, especially as the account was only one day old, and there was zero other info on the profile--no pictures, no groups, no nothing.
But the incident nagged at him. The next day, when he saw Cami log in, he was preparing a greeting, only to see her blip back offline. He'd been intending to send her something, so he opened her profile to send it, and noticed that--during that brief blip--Cami had gone from Whiteberry back to her legacy name.
And all the info on her FL page, including the picture, had been erased.
The fae lands do not soothe, today. Not even snow soothes, today. Because the horror wasn't over, isn't over. Today...today. Today she's gone.
She's not gone for anyone who had her as a friend. I can still pull up her profile, her partner can, her other friends can...but we are all noticing new changes. While she still has a partner's name listed on the profile, she's down to twelve groups--one for a DJ, the rest just shopping. The elf, for all intents and purposes, has been erased.
No adult groups. No groups for where she works, as a courtesan in another house. No groups for close friends, no groups to maintain where she lives in SL, also owned by those groups of friends.
I may not have deeply loved Cami, in the sense of, I feel as if an arm or a leg is now gone, as if I am no longer whole as a person. But I did care for her, adore her. I do feel her loss. And I feel it more keenly because someone I do care, very, very deeply for, loved her enough to partner with her, to make her a part of his life, to make a life together with her, and now...no word, no explanation, nothing. Just...absence.
And now, even going home is no comfort, because, since I gave up my Caledon parcel, my home is their home. And how long will it exist? Do I need to scramble to find another place to rent? Will we ever hear from her again? Will we ever know why any of this happened?
This is what we know: that Camigwen Whiteberry, née Skytower, is gone. And it may be all we ever know. This loss is chilling, and untenable, and...we must endure anyway, because there is nothing else we can do.
What we don't know...we may never know. And that...galls, that is bitter dregs indeed. I may not ever update this entry, because...we may never get an explanation. This is all we know for now, and that may be where things end.
I just hope she's safe. Cami, if there's ever a way to let him know, to let Andi or Rhea know, to let me know...please. Please, we miss you. We want to know you're okay.