◦ the planets the slipstream drifts between ◦
the worldsFour dreamlike worlds, no straight coastlines between them. Pick a coordinate and fall in.
Geldra
pearl-ocean lounge
A warm sea lit from below. The crooner sings from a stage that is also a boat. Bioluminescent tide rolls in on the beat. Smells of salt and applause.
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Roctar
the volcanic shelf
Sunset that never sets. Cone vendors on a lava shore. Everything is mildly on fire — nobody concerned. The DJ once played a three-hour set here mid-eruption.
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Zarn IV
the moss deep
A green hush where the Orbcaller hovers. Crystal formations hum at frequencies the body understands before the mind does.
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Luminaar
perpetual dusk
Lavender twilight parlours and painted aristocrats. The warp wheel turned unbidden once — the aftermath is still being negotiated.
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the reach is still expanding — new worlds surface every season.