Interlude: Fortune Found
10/28/20251 hr 18 min
The forgotten town of Fortune's Fields lies in the shadow of a mesa. Desert winds stir across the Free Roads, carrying the low, mournful calls of jackals. The streets lie quiet, sun-bleached and cracked, littered with the remnants of shops and abandoned homes. Across the train tracks, half-buried in sand and shadow, a mine shaft waits, its mouth dark and inviting. Fortune is found only by those desperate enough to follow it into the unknown.
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Brennan Lee Mulligan
Erika Ishii
Aabria Iyengar
Lou Wilson
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A powder blue sky that seeps into white and yellow edges with the burning glare of a sun whose rays fall on sand, stone, rock, and canyon. Buttes and mesas populate an orange-yellow landscape as the lone cry of a buzzard, feathers visibly missing from its wings, circles lazily through air filled with more thermals than not, effortless to stay aloft as the heat of the stone bakes upwards towards an unrelenting sky. In the shadow of a mesa, ringed at its far edges by stone buttes and fairy chimneys, tall towers of yellow-striped sedimentary stone, we see what remains of a town that once thrived. Dusty rails, the whisper of what was to become a factory,