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YES! IT'S STREET MAGIC, Sexual Assault
Graphic Violence
Mind…
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The City
Built into the walls of a winding network of shallow canyons, shielded from the sun and dust that sweep the surface above.
"The best way to build a wall is still just to build a wall"
Cablespool
The Old City Center and still a cultural hub, news from outside hits Cablespool first, and snakes out through it's many wires and busy mouths.
Tangled in wires and voices, old and electric she hums in odd meter
Toothpick
Climbing out as high as you want to imagine, clinging to the canyon wall where the three rivers meet in Cablespool
Hope is a wave in steel and air, a glimmer above imagination, rust cracked radio
The Nest
Halted transit, vibrant murals, a collection of cable cars where flying residents find shelter and promenade.
Whooping laughter, bright streaks through the air, compact dioramas.
The Cable Mistress - She/Her
Officisous but not official. Buttoned shirt with pins denoting responsibility
'an old care that has been in service for some time. A worn metal handle. Swaying on the cable. She flies underneath and ratchets the cable to tighten it.'
Attentive Maintenance. Swooping arcs careful flight
Shadetown
Lamps light thorny flowering succulents that thrive in the cool air, a river runs through and out into a cave system.
The slosh of a refreshing drink, dozing to the sound of running water, the clatter of cooking pans.
L : Dust Station
Perched above the long cloth ribbons of Shadetown is the office where people requisistion gear to venture into the dustlands and go to look for things lost to the winds above. Z45succulushights
Old wooden bookshelves. Rusted hooks and tired but jubilant attendents. The buzz of adventure and danger
The Updraft
As the winds surge above, the air surges upwards from the canyon floor. A loud time, out of season as shouts, papers, and expectations are swept up and out of the canyons.
The winds tell us to dig deeper and soar higher.
"It's caught in the fabric; can you help me get it down?" - Tetra
Teens playing in the wind - Chris
"If we can't predict the winds, we should shelter from them" - Eli
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