The Emperor Has not laid eyes on me in while. I have been far removed from the emperor. Equally, I have been removed from myself. I saw it coming. I saw the change slowly ebb over me, engulfing me one small wave at a time. I am neither happy nor sad about it. Indifferent. I'd like to feel something about it. How does one make oneself feel emotion? I daresay one can't. It has to naturally flow out of one's body. I am plagued by short bursts of happiness and sadness clouded by nothingness. I am sure the emperor would tell me something profound, yet I feel that it would pass right through me.