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Alex White
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June 14 - June 30, 2025
Nilah patted the airlock controls, linking with them and shutting the doors on the fire spells, now stuck inside.
gooey spells erupted from the broken airlock, transforming into red-hot metal.
tracing her glyph and sinking her fingers into the circuitry of the ship,
She sensed a few hundred springflies closing on their position, and several dozen network crawlers looking to incinerate any hackers.
Nilah reconnected, searching for any way out, any way to become an authorized user.
when the blast doors opened, their chamber would flood with springflies
“Kin.
Give him to me.” The quartermaster grinned and held it aloft to activate
Nilah’s eyes darted between the springflies and her disturbed companion, and she wondered if she should back away.
“Kin has the access codes for the whole damned ship: the ones the mutineers used when they gassed everyone!”
Of course he downloaded everything. I doubt he even knew he had them.”
“Capricious, this is Kin. I’m in complete control of all Harrow security systems, and you are cleared to dock.
“Marshall?”
Haha
“Before I forget,”
Haha
I’ve located the crew,” said Kin. “One thousand two hundred souls confirmed deceased on deck fifteen.
Haha
Haha cf. “Lay on, Macduff!” ~ Macbeth, V.8.
Boots
Marshall.
She couldn’t even begin to imagine the arcane atmospheric generators that supported such a beast.
Fifty-six percent—another minute remaining.
Status of what? Her space suit oxygen? Question
Haha
“Fine. I promise to be ready to fight, no matter what.”
the green running beams Kin laid to direct them.
“Normal military insignia, or the weird ones from Alpha?”
This whole treasure hunt had been one weird thing after another—gods and prophets, culture arks and secret bases, mutineers and secret branches of the Taitutian military. And, of course, there were the racetrack glyphs, too.
What kind of god kills off his own followers?
But what if Henrick Witts wasn’t a god?
the last line of the plaque, dedicated to sacrifices. THOSE ON CLARKESFALL.
the bridge of the Harrow.
A ship this size would’ve had thirty or forty people on the bridge, but there had to be closer to a hundred seats.
The designers had laid it out as though the Harrow was five or six smaller ships combined into one.
A fire-control system (FCS) is a number of components working together, usually a gun data computer, a director and radar, which is designed to assist a ranged weapon system to target, track, and hit a target. It performs the same task as a human gunner firing a weapon, but attempts to do so faster and more accurately. ~ Wikipedia
“The Harrow,
designer Grand Admiral Henrick Witts
Haha
the Winnower Fleet.”
“And each of their commanders got a share of something, didn’t they, Kinnard?”
“They did,” replied Kin, “in exchange for their worship.”
“That’s Henrick Witts?”
The spell they fired burned out the casting discs of the entire Winnower Fleet,
With the correct resources and the right cover,” said Kin, “one could extract near-limitless arcane energies to bank for later.
setting up the biggest heist in the history of the universe: billions of lives’ worth of magic. Ch. 20 p. 279
Human beings are almost perfect batteries and conduits for magic.”
Araujo Arm,
the brass disc mounted on its front activated, tracing the largest bloodred glyph Boots had ever seen.
arcane energies raced through the Araujo Arm, creating a sigil a hundred light-years wide.
the usurer’s mark,”
that exchanges life for power.
