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[silk_for_calde]

[VIDEO POST]

I can't--

[The image flickers for a moment as he fiddles with the machine, before pulling back and coming fully into view. The man is clearly Patera Silk, although somewhat older-- his hair mostly white, his face careworn. Several long cuts, clearly recent though already beginning to heal, are on his cheeks and his arms. He seems to be unaware that he's broadcasting, speaking mostly to himself.]

It's snowing; it's too cold to be Green, but there are certainly no cities like this on Blue. Or if they are, they must be far from the lands I have seen... And yet this does not look like the cities of the Neighbors... If I did not know better I would think myself still aboard the Whorl, but there are no skylands above me... And this isn't quite the same as Viron... though more like it than Trivigaunte, or any city I've seen...

Monitor? Monitor..? Hello?

[A hand mostly obscures the camera as he taps at the screen; he is frowning intently, when his face comes back into view.]

Hello? Can you hear me? I'm looking for someone-- for Patera Silk. Calde Silk, perhaps I should say-- hello?



[ooc: okay, so. HIS CANON IS INSANE. When Silk is middle-aged, having been Calde and been deposed after sending most people out of the giant generational ship that is his Whorl, his wife dies and he tries to kill himself. At the same moment, a man named Horn, who a) used to be a student of Silk's, and b) is on a mission to find Silk and bring him to the colony-planet called Blue, is dying. A supernatural alien comes to help Horn, and essentially takes the living spirit out the dying body, and puts it into a body whose "spirit is dying." SO. Horn wakes up bleeding and confused and somehow doesn't really acknowledge/notice that his body is Patera Silk's, even though he knows it's not his, and continues his search. AND THAT IS MY CANON. HELL YEAH. And one last bit-- even though he thinks he's Horn (and is Horn; has all Horn's knowledge and memories and so forth,) he is also still Silk, and will occasionally refer to some experience that Silk had as his own. So the City is slightly familiar to him (since Silk knows it!) but only remotely. On the other hand he's used to round planets with normal skies...? OKAY. YEAH.]

Comments

[voice]

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

Um, aren't you Silk? Why are you looking for yourself?

[Voice]

[silk_for_calde]

No; I know that the augur's robes give people that impression, on occasion, but I am not. My name is Horn.

You know Caldé Silk?

[Voice]

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

I've seen him on the Network. I think you're posting from his account. He's a lot younger than you. Though, it's possible he's old today.

You look like him. Are you sure you're not Silk, but much older?

[Voice]

[silk_for_calde]

Silk is older than I am-- he was my teacher when I went to the palaestra.

I know I may look like him, but I also know who I am, my son. I was born in Viron and I left on one of the first landers, where I lived on Lizard until they sent me to find Silk. He would be much older, now, than he was when I knew him, but much older than I am.

[Voice]

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

Silk looks only five or ten years older than I am, and I'm sixteen. I know I look younger. I think maybe Silk is younger than me, but things are different today. I'm having a hard time remembering how things are when they're normal, but it doesn't seem to really matter that much.

[Voice] 2/2 oops

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

Did you say you lived on a lizard?

[Voice]

[silk_for_calde]

Lizard is an island on Blue-- the planet called Blue, where we went when we left the Whorl. I have a paper mill there, with my wife.

I'm afraid I don't entirely understand what you mean... or, to be honest, where I am.

[Voice]

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

You must be an alien. That's really cool. I'm from the planet Earth. You're in the city, but no one really knows where that is.

[Voice]

[silk_for_calde]

I'm an ordinary biochemical person; I'm not sure what you mean by alien. I've never heard of Earth-- it must be a different whorl.

How did you come to this whorl, then? And how did I?

[Voice]

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure what you mean by whorl. I think this is a parallel universe, but a kind of small one for some reason. I came here by accident. There was an accident with something I was building...when I was older...then I was here.

Everyone comes here by accident, not on purpose. And we're stuck for a while.

[Voice]

[silk_for_calde]

A whorl is.. a whorl. I'm afraid I can't think of another word for it. We call the Whorl simply that, because it has no other name. Blue and Green are spherical whorls, with open skies such as this one; the Whorl-- the Long-Sun Whorl, we sometimes call it now-- is cylindrical, and when one looks up one sees the skylands, since the whorl curves up and over us.

Re: [Voice]

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

Is the Long-Sun Whorl some kind of ship?

[Voice]

[silk_for_calde]

...in a sense, I suppose you could say that-- though no one would call it that. Pas sent our Whorl out from the Short Sun Whorl, and we lived upon it for, oh-- what was it, 332, when we left? or no, it must have been 333, and many remained even then...

Oh, but I digress. In a sense it was like a ship-- like the landers that brought us to Blue and brought many to Green, only much larger; and we lived in it, in cities and farms such as you might find on the surface of a whorl beneath a short sun. Does that help?

[Voice]

[horrible-phd.livejournal.com]

I...think so. What were you doing before you got here?

[Voice]

[silk_for_calde]

I was in Viron, looking for Patera Silk, but having very little luck.

. . . wtf

[doujin-dork.livejournal.com]

Uh . . . this is the City. Do you remember it?

inorite?

[silk_for_calde]

It seems-- not wholly unfamiliar, but I cannot say I recall it. Can you tell me, my daughter, what whorl this is-- is it Blue or Green, or another all together?

PFFT, also slightly lolarious.

[doujin-dork.livejournal.com]

Your daughter? Uh, I don't know what either of those are, but I can tell you that it's a completely separate one.

exactly! because Silk isn't confusing enough on his own... xD

[silk_for_calde]

Another whorl-- I have no memory of traveling here, though... perhaps it was some incomprehensible magic of the Neighbors, as when they brought me to the Whorl...

Do you know Caldé Silk? I must find him, if I can. I promised Marrow and all the rest I would.

CLEARLY NOT. And guide impliiiiied link, plz.

[doujin-dork.livejournal.com]

Uh, well. Here's a guide for you.

. . . . Aren't you Silk?

hee~ <3

[silk_for_calde]

My name is Horn. I knew Silk-- better than anyone, perhaps-- so they sent me to find him. Thank you for the information; it is... admittedly, still rather confusing. I managed to get to the Long Sun Whorl after a time-- but I hadn't yet found him, before finding myself... here.

Silk is here as well, you say?

BTW, THAT PIC YOU DREW WAS SO AMAZING.

[doujin-dork.livejournal.com]

O-Oh. Uh, that's all really confusing. Um. He is, yeah. Somewhere.

AHAHA THANK YOU >_> poor Silk looks deformed tho xD

[silk_for_calde]

As they told me in Viron... I shall have to resume my search, then. I appreciate your kindness to a stranger.

Pffft, still adorable.

[doujin-dork.livejournal.com]

Uh, you're welcome.

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

You really live on colors?

[Voice]

[silk_for_calde]

No; that is simply what we call the whorls, because of how they look from a distance. One is covered with great oceans, and looks mostly blue; the other is hot, and mostly land-- great, ancient jungles-- and that is Green.

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

Oh.

Does that mean this place is White?

[silk_for_calde]

I suppose it might be called that, though people have told me it has no name. Have you seen it from above-- from the sky?

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

... How would you get there?

[silk_for_calde]

With a lander, I suppose; or something like an airship, but able to go much higher.

Where I am from there are three whorls very close together-- Blue and Green and the Long Sun Whorl. From one you can see the other two.

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

Lander? Airship? Whorls?

I don't get it.

[silk_for_calde]

To be honest, my son, neither do I.