In 1918 Standard Count, the lead singer of Tapestry, Eràsis, jumped to her death at the Great Falls. One day later, the most devastating and thorough computer virus in history erased almost all data connected to her. Only her music and several fragmentary interviews remain.
Amkzí, a canyon woman living at the close of the twenty-first century, embellished the remaining information in her letters to a man named Nishet. Her narrative, along with the identity she claimed, captivated him. Some say her writings even drove him mad. Regardless, Amkzí’s story builds the well-known biographical facts into the nightmare of family intrigue and political assassination that haunted Eràsis to her grave.
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This story takes place on Ameisa, a world that exists independently of Earth, in a country called Tveshë. Tveshë is governed by the Deimo, or queen. (“Deimo” literally translates to “Appointed Voice.”) Some areas of the country, like the Canyons, are very difficult to navigate, making it difficult to coordinate technology. Tveshi society is polytheistic, but contains many distinct cultural groups that rarely intermingle. Several immortals (such as a being called the nuamë nuaf iča) interact with people. Easy space travel is possible, and six other human worlds exist.
The Girl With No Inheritance
“We are supernovae of willpower colliding in the vastness. If we turn aside, gravity will make us dance.”
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Happiness Is A Falling Train
“Wind catches me. Falling between the real and unreal, I reach for your hand. You slip through my fingers like rushing water.”
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Breath Comes from the Sky
“Your love fell silent like the space between stars. Your touch — our hands — how have we fallen so far?”
Eràsis.1908
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