Power in the Derelict
Life as a serf was less fun than one would think. Of course, one wouldn’t think highly of being a serf given the historical precedent. But, when I allowed myself to become a serf,...
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Brilliance in the Derelict
Lights weren’t uncommon in the Derelict. Though the sun was smog and mists permanently obscured, small lights littered the Derelict. Thousands of little colored lights abounded. But the light that Flint and I beheld...
Into the Derelict; Into the Ruin
The Derelict drew everyone’s eye. The Derelict was our open secret, a mess of metal and swamp that gathered people like moths to a candle. Many went in adventurers, conquerors, thrill-seekers, heroes, search parties....