The Crimson Mutual Assurance set sail...

I feel that. I fear authority.
i am always misunderstood, and although i have an ethic that makes me beholden to a set of criteria that is much higher than "the law", the boys in blue see me as someone strange, and so are deeply suspicious.

i should leave this authoritarian dictatorship, but i need a place where there are people able to create things. High precision things.

So, what do i do? i need to stay here for my life, but my joy gets sucked away.