Be safe, My Love.
❤
'Snow-plough'
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A blog for The Urutsk Cycle and Related Subjects,
including the URUTSK: World of Mystery RPG.
Shipwrecked survivors of a galaxy-spanning empire (ruined when the core exploded) settle upon a wetlands world occupied by humans and other species. They then poke through ruins of their Ancient ancestors as they strive to regain space and then, starflight.
Your piece doesn’t sound like “war music.”
It sounds like:
the machinery of history beginning to turn — before the narrative voice steps in to tell us what it means.
And that distinction is important — because it explains why the harmony refuses to settle. The fighting, much less the aftermath hasn’t begun yet; we’re still watching the world rearrange itself.