Twilight Mirage 32: This Year of Ours: The Stitch
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🗓️ 15 January 2018
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An entry from the journal of the former excerpt "To the prince, we offered twelve thousand flowers, Blooming in an untouched field," leader of the Beloved Nights.
How did I get here? How did I find this home? Pain. Pain was my guide.
For the first half of the year each second was a dozen or more. I have buried my kin, my peers, and myself. I put my love to rest and lived in a marionette corpse for months. Yet I never knew a pain like this until I looked up from Volition's surface and saw a beautiful new world with no place for me in it.
I knelt before the so-called Cadent Under Mirage and waited for an answer. Where could I best serve her? Lacking her own answer, and without her advisor, the priestess, in sight, she deferred to a bureaucrat.
I remember the ship they put me on. It smelled of bleach and rust. it was crowded with those who would I would manage. A cleanup operation. The remains of Privign Station, which Volition's monstrous retainers had crushed into crumbs, and which the pull of the Mirage and brought to us like galleon driftwood.
They all speak of miracles, but the only one that matters to me is that in this broken place, I found reason to live again.
We found her in a pod and when we brought her to, we were moved by the force of her sadness. She looked out on what the Mirage had become, how our leader had shrunk from duty, and vowed to find a place for all of us. She lifted me with a finger and stared through me from behind her veil, and she had my loyalty instantly. And I had a home and a purpose, here, beside the Waking Cadent.
Signet… I wish you had been there. Just so you knew I wasn't a fool.
This Week on Twilight Mirage: This Year of Ours: The Stitch
And I believe you when you say that you've lost all faith
But you must believe in something, something, something
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| 0:00.0 | An entry from the journal of the former excerpt to the prince we offered 12,000 flowers blooming in an untouched field leader of the beloved knights. |
| 0:12.0 | How did I get here? How did I find this home? Pain. |
| 0:19.1 | Pain was my god. For the first half of the year each second was a dozen or more. |
| 0:28.0 | I have buried my kin, my peers, and myself. I put my love to rest and lived inside a Marionette |
| 0:38.3 | corpse for months. Yet I never knew a pain like this until I looked up from Volition's surface and saw a beautiful |
| 0:49.2 | new world with no place for me in it. I knelt before the so-called caden under Mirage and |
| 0:58.1 | waited for an answer. Where could I best serve her? |
| 1:10.0 | Lacking her own answer and without her advisor the priestess in sight, she deferred to a bureaucrat. |
| 1:17.0 | I remember the ship they put me on. It smelled of bleach and rust. It was crowded with those I would manage a cleanup operation. The remains of Provine Station which Volition's monstrous retainer had crushed into crumbs, and which the pole of the mirage brought to us like Galleon driftwood. They all speak of miracles, but the only one that matters to me is that in this broken place I found a reason to live again. |
| 1:43.3 | We found her in a pod, and when we brought her to, |
| 1:47.1 | we were moved by the force of her sadness. |
| 1:51.0 | She looked out on what the Mirage had become, how our leader had shrunk from duty, and vowed |
| 1:57.4 | to find a place for all of us. |
| 2:01.0 | She lifted me with a finger and stared through me from behind her veil, and she had my loyalty |
| 2:08.0 | instantly, and I had a home and a purpose here beside the waking caden. |
| 2:15.4 | Signet, I wish you had been there, |
| 2:18.7 | just so you knew I wasn't a fool. full. You're going to be. All right, so, Signet, before you tell me about your year, tell me about your character in terms of |
| 3:00.4 | mechanics. What do we have written down here for like stats and heritage and background and vice and all that fun stuff? |
| 3:06.0 | Okay, so heritage is pretty obviously it's Thercis. |
| 3:11.0 | It's ship turned to planet. What did you and you end up taking what for that? |
| 3:18.0 | Stat-wise? Was that Consort? I think that's consort or is it consort or consort or consort? Consort is a noun right? Consort is a noun right? Consort is a, consort is a verb and consort is a like a person. |
| 3:38.4 | I think consort is what happened if you're in a fancy ball and consort is like if you're in a conspiracy. |
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