Fantasy & Science Fiction Author
FILE: AUDIO LOG ENTRY // YASH TIR-REL // RESEARCH COORDINATOR RESEARCH TEAM PYTHEAS SUBJECT: PYTHEAS PROJECT PROGRESS REPORT #19 %%ERROR#881%% FILE PARTIALLY OVERWRITTEN // UNKNOWN USER A1: Yash Tir-Rel. Research director. Research team Pytheas. Report number nineteen made at two fifty-eight. [IRREGULAR TAPPING] A2: The efforts of the Pytheas team continues to provide results at... Continue Reading →
EXE_558370%##SYSTEMBOOT EXE_$A_001|“Welcome to Galanet. Please input service location and transmission ID.”| INPUT(AMURIN, [REDACTED]) EXE_558372(INPUT)%##TRANSMISSION OPEN -CONNECTING LINE- . .. ... -CONNECTION SUCCESSFUL- EXE_559101#%%TRANSCRIPT RECORD [SILENCE] T.H: Hello? [SILENCE] T.H: Hello? I’m looking for- ??: Think you got the wrong line. T.H: No, no! I’m sure I put it in right? Look, I’m looking fo, uh-... Continue Reading →
REQUEST #914 DENIED //The trail goes deeper from here, and we must not stop until each transmission is dismantled.
EQUIPMENT REPAIR REQUEST {DELETION RECOVERED AT REQUEST OF S.J.} //Her reach extended further than any of us thought.
I told you I’d send you a postcard from paradise, right? To be honest, I feel like I left paradise to come here. I dream of it sometimes, being back on Amurin...
A1: Ashen stars, I just want to go home. B1: Keep us on a straight course. Fleet's one jump out.
A1: They’re mobilising us for what? B1: Parabus apparently. Commander has taken emergency powers, so they’re saying, and he’s sending us out to some Confederate outposts...
Now, when I say I shot first, I don’t mean a literal bullet. Well, actually, now that I think about it, it kinda is, but isn’t what you think. It’s a tad complicated. At least, it seems to be in my head...
Piece of advice? Keep your cards close to your chest. You don’t know what anyone else has across the table, but they’re all wondering the same thing. Keep it that way...
You notice a tome of scattered pages that lies half buried beneath the rubble of what appears to once have been an air hanger. Kicking aside the debris, you pick up the paper and leaf through the handwritten notes...
