It didn't take them too long to get to Bamboo Valley.
"Here is where Guardian told me the Keeper was buried."said Moira.
"The Keeper."
Veronica got to her knees, and crossed herself.
"Where you go, I may not follow."she read the inscription on the rock.
Moss was starting to grow, and she removed it.
"This is simply…wrong. The Keeper's grave like this. While that…Mark London's, so well kept, so…I better not think about that."
"He said this was her favorite place."
"Yes, it is quite beautiful, isn't it?"
They stayed at that site for a while, as Veronica sat, looking at the grave where the Keeper's body was buried, thinking what she must have felt. What her life must have been like. Probably a bit like mine, she thought. Though perhaps she didn't explore new planets, or anything like that. Just here, on Isis, on one planet, one valley, and no people.
Then, they went to explore the valley, to find that in the eastern mountains, there was a cave, much like the one that was carved into the mesa in Cascade Valley. Here, the furniture wasn't as decayed as it was there. They went into what seemed to have been the Keeper's room. Veronica picked up a book.
"Look! A diary!"she exclaimed. "Not one, wow. Quite a few. I suppose she must have kept diaries all her life. We'll have to start with the first one."
She went through them, and found the one that seemed the earliest, judging from the date, and opened it.
"You're going to read them?"asked Moira.
"Of course. After all, the Keeper is dead. It's some way to communicate with her, I guess it could be called."
"I wonder why Gaurdian left them here."
Vero shrugged.
"She certainly doesn't strike me as the…intellectual type. She seemed to be more of a...an inhabitant, not an explorer of the planet."she said. "It's odd that she never mentions her parents."
"Well, Uncle Jody said that she told him they died when she was very little."
"Yes, I know, but still…it looks like a diary was something she got for each birthday, with other things from this Guardian."
"He's a DaCoP, like yours."
"Yes, however, I suppose D is much more updated."
"I guess so."
"Look here! Here it says…I turned ten today, Guardian says that on Earth that is the same as sixteen. He has given me a beautiful golden dress and shoes. I felt so grown up. My birthday music was a little weird. It felt like the room was full with people. Guardain says that there are settlers headed for Isis, and I don't want them here! I don't, I don't, I don't! If only things would go on being perfect, just like they are right now! But everything is spoiled now! I don't want them to come to Isis! Isis is my planet, and they're going to ruin it! But Guardian says that is not important anymore, that they are coming, whether I want them to or not, and it's not fair!"she looked up, closing the book, and taking one of her bookmarkers, and placing it between the pages. "Interesting."
"I suppose you'd feel the same, wouldn't you?"asked Moira.
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Well, was she mean to the settlers?"Moira asked David.
"I don't know."said David. "You would have to ask Uncle Jody."
"Perhaps we should. But first, I want to finish reading this."