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Twilight Mirage 31: This Year of Ours: The Mechanic

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Games, Leisure, Fiction

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🗓️ 14 January 2018

⏱️ 65 minutes

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Summary

A letter from Kent Brighton to the Lineage's Matriarch, the Lady Lyme.


Dearest Aunt,

I hope this message finds you well. Our vessel has just now entered textual communication range, and though I could wait to see your face in just a few days, speed is of the essence.

As you know, my ship, the Wakerobin, left New Independence a month ago to secure diplomatic relations with each of the new governments throughout Quire.

The crew and I felt at home with the crooning of our ship's hull as it settled.Though we moved through suntouched sky, it was familiar as the surging sea. But unlike Old Quire's ocean, the aether offered us an opportunity unknown to the Lineage in generations: The chance to explore the uncharted!

Each new port brought new discoveries: technologies yet unseen, delicacies fresh to my palate, songs, and theater, and friendship! Every diplomat, every merchant, every cleric, they were all charmed by our charisma and, of course, taken with the affability of our great ally, Gig Kephart. (And yes, our allegiance with the Crown was secured by bringing them the boy, worry not).

But there is more too. Our foes in the Rogue Wave can be beaten.

They launched an attack as we passed through a craggy shoal, the vessel twisting between blasts from their fleet. I could sense their hunger for victory in their aggressive formation, and so too I sensed their surprise when, with each volley, it was their fleet which was wounded in the waking dream.

From the prow I watched their cannons blossom into rose and rouge and coral. And Aunt, you know I have no tongue for poetry. I mean what I say: Their cannons blossomed into rose and rouge and coral.

Gig captured the entire exchange and has already begun broadcasting it out. The whole system knows the truth: All their strength is for naught in this new world.

Brigands be gone: Brighton rules the Wave.

This Week on Twilight Mirage: This Year of Ours: The Mechanic

But there's no erasing and the best advice I got
Was keep writing, and keep living, and keep loving

Hosted by Austin Walker (@austin_walker)
Featuring Keith Carberry (@keithjcarberry)
Produced by Ali Acampora (@ali_west)

Cover Art by Craig Sheldon (@shoddyrobot)

Episode description by Austin Walker

Music by Jack de Quidt  (@notquitereal)

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0:00.0

A letter from Kent Brighton to the Lineagers' Matriarch, the Lady Lyme.

0:06.7

Dearest Aunt, I hope this message finds you well.

0:10.9

Our vessel has just now entered textual communication range and though I could wait to see

0:15.8

your face in just a few days, speed is of the essence.

0:20.4

As you know, my ship, the Wake Robin, left new independence a month ago to secure diplomatic relations with each of the new governments throughout choir.

0:29.0

The crew and I felt at home with the crooning of our ship's whole as it settled.

0:33.7

Though we moved through sun-touched sky, it was familiar as the surging sea.

0:38.2

But unlike old Choir's Ocean, the aather offered us an opportunity unknown to the lineage in generations. The discoveries, technologies yet unseen, delicacies fresh to my palette, songs and theatre and friendship.

0:57.0

Every diplomat, every merchant, every clerk, they were all charmed by our charisma and of course taken with the

1:04.2

affability of our great ally Gig Kephart and yes our allegiance with the crown

1:09.2

was secured by bringing them the boy. Worry not.

1:12.6

But there is more, too.

1:14.6

I have learned that our foes in the rogue wave can be beaten.

1:18.8

They launched an attack as we passed through a craggy shoal,

1:22.3

the vessel twisting between blasts from their fleet.

1:25.5

I could sense their hunger for victory in their aggressive formation, and so too I sense their

1:30.6

surprise when, with each volley it was their fleet which was wounded in the waking dream.

1:36.7

From the prowl I watched their cannons blossom into rose and rouge and coral.

1:41.8

And aunt, you know I have no tongue for poetry, I mean what I say.

1:46.2

Their cannons blossomed into Rose and Rouge and coral.

1:50.5

Gig captured the entire exchange and has already begun broadcasting it out.

1:55.1

The whole system knows the truth. All their strength is for not in this new world.

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