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    Secret within a Secret

    Saturday, August 29, 2009 - 02:36 AM

    I am dying, Pablito, so let your grandfather tell you a secret... and then a secret within a secret.

    First, the secret you must take to your grave: The empire can never know the origin of the drive. The drive is the foundation of our power, the center from which all authority flows. If we lose control of the drive, we lose the empire, and we slide back to the starving days that haunted humanity.

    Second, the secret within the secret. And Pablo, it is something I have never even told your father. But you have a wisdom about you that he lacks. An insight. And I think this bit of knowledge will serve you well when it comes time for you to rule:

    Pablo, I do not know how it works.

    Oh, of course, I could reverse engineer it. I could scale it up and scale it down. I could even vary the materials and sometimes get results. But as to how it works, I do not know. I have stared at it for 58 years, and I feel I understand it less and less. It is beyond me.

    But with the hope that it won't remain beyond you, let me give you my best guess. Or, at least, my best imagery.

    Take a coin, and slide it across a long tablecloth at a low velocity. It would take hours to make it across the table. Now, take the tablecloth and pinch it up in the middle. The coin maintains the same low velocity, but makes much further ground across the cloth. That, I believe, is how the drive works, Pablo. We skirt across the crests of pinched space.

    - Emperor Conrado I, in a letter to his oldest grandson. (Unpublished. Held in the Biblioteca Privada de La Familia.)

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    strip info entered by lealormyst and approved by DaveKellett
    Panel Dialogue Location Props
    1 NARRATOR
    nonspecific (colored background)
    • Spaceship (Damaged, Stolen)
    2 NARRATOR: Or seemingly dead. For in that time, a diagnostic sub-routine powers up the shattered remnants of the ship's A.I. And slowly, year by year, it attempts to stitch itself back together. But its memory core is gone... and most major systems are destroyed. It is a pale shadow of its former self.
    Space
    • Spaceship (Damaged, Stolen)
    3 NARRATOR: Still, it is not helpless: when a planet looms up in its path, the A.I. is able to spark its battered landing systems and glide, unseen, past countless satellites and orbital stations, eluding the combined technologies of man.
    NARRATOR
    Mountains
    • Spaceship (Damaged, Stolen)
    4 NARRATOR: Except for a single pair... of eyes.
    Conrado Cruz
    OUTSIDE (Generic: forest, trees, etc.)
    5 NARRATOR: Lonely eyes, on the desolate plains of Tabernas.
    Conrado Cruz
    OUTSIDE (Generic: forest, trees, etc.) (Futuristic car)
    6 NARRATOR: These are the eyes of a failed man... and they will build AN EMPIRE.
    Conrado Cruz (whistling)
    Mountains
    • Spaceship (Damaged, Stolen)
    7 NARRATOR (Below panels): end prologue
    nonspecific (white background)

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    August 15, 2009
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    December 12, 2004
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