On The Cusp

On The Cusp

Music=
1. When I Dream at Night- Marc Anthony
2. I Could Fall In Love- Selena

UFOtext=
I. Paris & The White Castle
"Count- Paradox Shipping- the owner, a man known only as the Dragon, warns me that our galaxy is in peril. He says that a form of mind control is sweeping through the galaxy, conquering everything in its path."
Princess Lei paused, uncertain how the Count would react to such an outlandish claim. In a piquant moment, the Count raised his eyebrows, but then recovered his balance.
"My Lady, the Dragon speaks words of fire. But the madness of crowds is a common phenomenon of history. I urge you to remain calm & aware. But more to the point, what can any one person do?"
The Princess held her Yin diamond close to her bosom. Born from the stars, her black diamond empowered her to create something good from something bad.
"Count, the Dragon says there is a person known as the Mule, and this one person is the source of the madness. I am looking for this Mule. Perhaps I can help save the galaxy."
And Princess Lei stood revealed before the Count.
"My Lady, please tread carefully, I sense danger is afoot. I recall the Spanish proverb-
"De músico, poeta y loco, todos tenemos un poco."
And the Count extended his hand to the Princess- but there was only the light of Heaven.

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The Hideout

Saint Emilion

Music=
1. Embers- Night Flowers
2. Run Right Back- The Black Keys

UFOtext=
I. Paris & The White Castle
"Count, as I said, I cannot tell the whole story right now- right now as we speak over this hyperlink."
The Princess moved her hand over her bosom, touching her black diamond. A circular wavelet of dark static flowed outward from her pendant, undulating her image like waves from a pebble tossed into a pond. Her moist eyes opened up like the petals of a flower, inviting the Count to return to her garden.
"Have you ever heard of Paradox Shipping?"
The Count paused. He thought for a moment.
"I do believe I have." He said.
"Do they not export our finest wines to the Far East?"
And the Count feigned a look of intrigue. But his facade of intrigue quickly faded. Once again he wandered in her garden of mystery- humble & without artifice. Her words became warm gentle breezes of Kiritimati, circling around his shipwrecked soul.
"Yes they do, from the vineyards of Saint Emilion in particular. I've never been there, but they say the climate is heaven, wedded to the ways of the vine."
 And the Princess paused, gazing at the Count.
"My Lady, I know the climes of Saint Emilion well. It's true- drops of wine rain gently from the heavens, blessed by Thor."

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Next Step

Next Step

Music=
1. Between The World & You
- The Hawk In Paris

UFOtext=
I. Paris & The White Castle

Quintana bid adieu. The Count bowed & watched the man from the Andes recede from his view. The late afternoon sun sank low in spirit. The Count felt the heavy shadows fall in curtains upon his heart. And so another day passed.

He turned away from the balcony & sought his interior room of books. And then he bolted awake. He noticed the luminous icon- a pure white jasmine star set upon the black velvet of night- the personal seal of Princess Lei. He touched the icon.

A radiant bucket of light poured out into his room. She stood before him, in his study, a living image with a only a trace of dark optical static.

"Princess Lei, so good of you drop by."

The Count bowed slightly.

"Count- it's so wonderful to see you again. I am at the White Castle. I can't tell you how or why. There are forces larger than all of us at work."

She paused, her Asian eyes slanting down in a wet bamboo garden. The Count could see through her troubled eyes. He walked through her garden, reaching out, seeking her jasmine flower hiding somewhere in the bamboo. But there was only rain.

"My Lady, such as it is now, such as it has been since the beginning of history. Please, tell me your story."

And then the Count noticed something strange. Behind the Princess, he spied a spindly dark shadow, a stick man peeking out from behind a door. The stick man darted out of sight, as if he were hiding. The Count felt a chill run down his spine, as he once felt long ago in the Catacombs of Italy.

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The First Foundation

Terminus

Music=

1. I Had A Good Time- Boston

"Genius without education is like silver in the mine."
- Ben Franklin

UFOtext=

I. Terminus

"Everyone in the galaxy knows that Terminus lacks natural resources- including metals. But the Foundation backs its credits with silver-  & these credits are now recognized across most of the galaxy. That's another reason the Silk Path is so important- beyond the rare Earths used for hyperspace. The Foundation needs an increasing supply of silver to back up our increasing supply of credits. Our credits are in high demand across the galaxy- just like our tech products. But we need more silver- & the Silk Path takes us to Silver Dragon Resources- a huge potential source of silver."

John Atoms paused. Toran leaned back in his chair, taking it all in.

"So let me guess- you want me to contact that Oriental Princess again, set up another deal like the Rare Earths."

Sauveur asked, rather calmly.

"Exactly, as soon as possible,"

& John Atoms sipped his tea earnestly.

"Well, you know, I don't exactly trust her. She almost didn't come through with the Rare Earths last time- remember?"

& Sauveur began to frown.

"I understand. What endeavor is without risk? Nothing ventured- nothing gained. I want you to set up a deal as soon as possible."

Outside the low rise building a young woman stood just beyond the natural light falling out from the transparent wall. The cool night air clarified her thoughts. The Diamonds hung in a necklace just above the horizon of water. Bayta touched her silver pendant & a luminous galaxy appeared. She gently held the galaxy in her hands, turning it around to see the Silk Path. She pulled the galaxy apart, & it grew deeper & more intricate in detail- she could see the Silk Path like a glow worm winding through the nebula. And on the opposite edge of her galaxy, just above the water, a small bright blue diamond hung just beyond the luminous vapor stretching out into the cool black night. Terminus.

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