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[Eley seems to be sitting near the site of his recently planted tree by the river today. With the journal held in front of him and perched on his lap, you can catch glimpses of the grassy bank behind him and perhaps a flash of colour from the hill in the distance. The sound of flowing water can also be heard from the nearby river.

The Spirit himself seems rather thoughtful again.]

As a deity in my world I am not unfamiliar with the idea that humans are always desiring one thing or another. People are always wishing, always hoping, and they often turn to me for a way to achieve that which they most want. They vary greatly... from a general desire for peace and health to something more specific, such as finding a partner or acquiring an item they have been wanting for some time. I have also experienced terrible greed firsthand... a greed that has severed good ties between nations and even threatened to destroy one in the process.

In the past I would not share these desires, but since I have steadily grown to feel more human since my stay here I am beginning to wonder what it is that I truly want... and what I might do to gain it.

Is there really any point to holding onto futile dreams? Longing for something that you are certain you cannot have? When does it become necessary to hold onto such a hope and when does it become a problem?

And I must ask... what is it that you desire most? More importantly, what would you do to attain it?

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The Vulcan race prides itself on logic and knowlegde... therefore it is logical to work together to achieve the same goal.

[Spock smiles a little smile.... as if teasing lightly.]
You are a source of hope? Indeed, I find you quite suitable to that role.

...I suppose that would make sense. Still, it is hard to believe that there is such a race all working towards a common goal, with no real anomalies.

[All the more reason to learn more about them, Eley thought. That teasing smile doesn't go unnoticed either... and the Spirit seems rather surprised at those words.]

You... do? May I ask why?

[Considering that there are now so few Vulcans... it is vital that their memory is preserved.]

Because you yourself are full of hope.

...I had not thought about it like that.

[In fact he hadn't given it much thought at all. Yet there were things he hoped for as a Spirit or a human. Perhaps it wasn't such an alien concept after all.]

Perhaps it is bold of me to ask, but may I hear about your own desires?

[Spock goes silent in thought...
His own desires? Secretly he has many... He's not sure if he should actually share them with anyone. As a Vulcan, they are shameful to admit, because it proves how emotional one has become.

However, here in Luceti, where the emotional run rampant... he feels as though leniency is forgiven.]

I have a strong, illogical desire to be given the chance to inform my mother that I do indeed love her.
However, I will never be given that chance.

My other desire is... complicated and perhaps equally unachievable.

...I am sorry. Though it may be too late to tell her in person, perhaps you should still acknowledge it somehow if you do not already. Pray. Write a letter or a token and place it somewhere where it will be remembered. Humans have many rituals to remember loved ones it seems.

These complications are what drive me to ask about such desires. Is it worth trying to work out these things... or is it better to simply let it go and avoid the mess that may come with it?

Perhaps... however perhaps when weighing the possible consequences, it is wise to refrain from making any action to change the current momentum. Perhaps I am content with the relationship as it is...

[Spock quiets...
...he hadn't meant to say that much.]

If you are content then there is no problem. You should live as you wish to live. However... I sense some doubt in your words. Perhaps I am wrong, in which case I apologise.

I know that people strive to be happy. You should take whatever course of action may lead to that happiness.

When there is no logical conclusion, then one has no choice but to be content witth what we have.
Perhaps.... finding what we most desire, one is willing to sacrafice more in order to refrain from losing it entirely.

[Spock seemed oddly contemplative.]

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