A history of West Faraday, in brief.

According to discovered texts in ruins to the northeast of Arkosy, the word ephemeroptera is the name of a type of flying insects, notable for their short lifespans - they are said to live a single day. To the southwest, in Oiler's Pass, the emergence of these same insects marks the deliniation between years: the insects still only live for a day.

The continent of West Faraday is known both for its resiliance and its fragility. It is a world where natural tragedy is commonplace, and cities can be wiped off the map in moments by unpredictable storms and shifting landscapes. The people of West Faraday tend to live their lives looking forward, determined to survive the next tragedy; the past is too layered and too complex to decipher when surviving until tomorrow is its own challenge.

I do not believe that the future can be reached without understanding the past. What follows is my own account of West Faraday and the history of the cities and civilizations that no longer exist here. It is a history that refuses linearity and coherence, that must be decoded as much as it must be discovered, that is as much mathematical proof as it is map. It is unfinished; it likely always will be. What I offer here is the pieces I have found, from my travels across the continent and in the superstructure we call the Mar, I am not so bold as to suggest the absolute truth of the thread that connects them. What you make of them is up to you.

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