Christmas Epilogue

 

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1. Outlier- Spoon

UFOtext=
I. Garden Of The Gods
Astira et al

Christmas Eve

 

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1. Snow Angel- Tori Amos

UFOtext=
I. Garden Of The Gods
Astira, Taran & Magnifico

Christmas Lament

 

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1. Coffee- Tori Kelly
2. Ramona- Smashing Pumpkins

UFOtext=
I. Valloire
The Count
II. Garden Of The Gods
Astira & Taran,  Magnifico

Stellar Landing

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1. Light Years- Bandes
2. Signs Of Love- Moby

I. Garden Of The Gods

Magnifico twisted his face in a faint smile. Traces of Empire faded. He controlled the First Foundation. Bayta trusted him. He would find the Second Foundation. He would rule the galaxy...

II. Trader Star
Astira zoomed in the holographic garden of stars. 

A Union Of Worlds

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1. Cyr -Smashing Pumpkins

UFOtext=

I. 🌈 Radole City                                                                                                 Astira & Taran xx

Tau Zeta

 

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1. Rainy Taxi -Spoon

2. Carry On -Night Flowers

UFOtext=

"According to legend, Wolf Hair, connections in the cosmic network beyond the light cone & speed of light, were discovered by scientists from ancient Earth. Under special engineered conditions, these random hairs organize into coherent bundles. These faster than light bundles provide highways to the stars." -Encyclopedia Galactica

I. Tau Zeta Cloud

Astira et al text later

Terra Firma

 

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1. The Colour Of Love

-Smashing Pumpkins

2. Orange

-Joni

UFOtext=

I. The Canyons

Astira xx text later xx

Apocalyptic Times

 

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1. Rainy Taxi

-Spoon

2. Visitor

-Of Monsters & Men

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I. The Canyons 

A fiery meteorite? The flickering UFO plunged across the sapphire sky now speckled with faint stars. Then it flashed like a bright nova just above the far strip of rosy horizon. It wobbled in a drunken spiral, a dull red ember gyrating in the sky, growing larger & larger. Then, in a mighty thud, it smashed to earth. Hushed ashen smoke lazily rose from the desert floor of burnt orange crayon.

"Unbelievable." thought Astira. Not thinking, she turned off her orchid shield & scanned for life on the smoking UFO.  

🥏

Find The Right Path

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1. Sapphire
  -Alcest
2. Get Organ-Ized
  -Boston

UFOtext=

I. The Canyons 🏞 🦓
"Taran, multiple deep space Tiger ships reentering atmosphere, hypersonic vectors converging on Trader Star, first ETA 47 seconds. Please advise."

Taran broke into a cold sweat. His thoughts scrambled to a conclusion.

"Heather, rock down to hard deck. Mode. Red alert. False flag. Divert gravitic propulsion to photonic weapons- full power. Make it look real."
"Taran, first ETA 32 seconds. Prepare for hard deck. No deflectors. No gravitics- danger level ten- high acceleration hazard in 5 seconds."

Taran turned to his passengers. "Get ready. No guarantees." 

Requiem In The Stars

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1. Symphony 5 In B-Flat Major,K22: II. Andante (3:06)
  -W Mozart
2. (Don’t Fear) The Reaper
  -Blue Oyster Cult

UFOtext=

I. The Canyons (Outpost 🦓)
The cortège snaked through the valley. Dim copper light cast shadows of the warriors. Astira adjusted the focus of her iSE in electronically silent Orchid mode. Cosmic minutes passed & the background of stars faded away. She could clearly see the masks- even on the leader. Why? Astira felt uncertain. There was something strange about this. There was no dust storm. Nervous small animals, reptiles & birds scurried about the rocks & sand in the alien spring. She looked for stray warriors walking the point, & then she crawled on the ground toward a nearby ledge for a better view. Behind a scrub of brush she refocused her iSE. 
Outpost Zebra- one mile higher up Ozymandias downloaded the Yugo Amaryl hologram on a silver wire extending from his finger.

II. The Venetian Worlds (🎭-> Part4 Interview)
Gondolas drifted by on waters of time. Vivienne smiled demurely.
 “Child. You say you predict the future. But you may never see it. I’ve seen it all. I laugh at all the fortune tellers of history. I carry the love child of emperors & play in the requiem of stars.”
Vivienne crinkled her eyes & brushed aside her light silver veil. She took Ivy’s hand & placed her palm like a golden spoon cupping the crystal ball. The ball pinked up like a soft warm setting sun. Royal gondolas drifted by on streets of wine. Computational irreducibility- Vivienne intruded upon the Venetian Chronicles of Time.