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“I can no longer remember the precise moment when I made first my decision. But my conviction has remained.
The Mizarians could offer us their knowledge of the stars above and the riches of the firmament below – the priceless bounty of their science and the beauty of their cultural knowledge. They could offer their labor, their peace, perhaps even their subservience to humanity. None of it would make any difference to us.
The RAIN left the smoldering ashes of my home with her already purpose set. We would concede to no threats. We would take no concessions. And there would be no negotiations.”
- [UNSIGNED], EXECUTIVE AUDITOR, TRS NOVEMBER RAIN, AD. 2242, AUGUST 16th, PERSONAL JOURNAL
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“On the cusp of that final day, we saw ignition. The impactor disengaged from its assembly cradle with great care, using pinpricks of chemical thrust to align itself to the launch station’s central axis. The flare of a quick-burning fusion drive gave the weapon an initial velocity boost before separating away to save weight.
Then, everything was bathed in red. The sweeping base of the launch station drew a tithe of incandescent plasma from the fringes of Mizar-A’s photosphere, compressing it to near-fusion temperatures using a tapering magnetic funnel. As the lifeblood of their parent star made its way through the station’s internals, it was tempered into a beam of collimated infrared photons. On the other end of the station, a beam of ruby red emerged to link Mizar-A with the ablative base of the impactor.
And so weapon begin to accelerate again – riding a solid bridge of starlight as it twinkled in the night sky.
It still twinkles there now, burning forward on a trail comprised of hot photons and metal vapor. The further it travels, the more it has begun to overlay that black gap in my vision – that blank sector of the sky where I should be able to find the last trace of true, golden sunshine.
Until yesterday, when it was blank no more. Sol was blotted red.”
- [UNSIGNED], EXECUTIVE AUDITOR, TRS NOVEMBER RAIN, AD. 2242, AUGUST 22th, PERSONAL JOURNAL