Sister Skaði Wrenwinter - Apocrypha
Apocrypha, Book II
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00m00s__Inside
A dark shadow hangs over the early morning as the sisters begin to wake before dawn to get to the chorin· . Singing our songs , we patrol the empty church , and toil in its folds and fields .
02m10s__The Fields
The pinprick of a star offers no sunrise as it traces its laser dot path across the sky , yet the gears of industry still rise with it , as our ancestors did , and their ancestors before them .
02m50s__Factory
Uttering low warnings to the new influx of fledglings back from the Long Walk , we begin our descent down from the high-walled canyon floor to the salt-flame mines below . A helicopter meets us at the door , and the fledglings scream like wolves into the propeller winds .
04m16s__Mines
The gates close behind us , cutting off our snowy bootsteps from the bite of the wind . The new classes sing hymns as we examine the many dangerous moving parts . As we go deeper , and deeper , it gets wetter , and draftier . We·re below a mountain of stone , now .
07m06s__Deep_Mines
"Listen up(!)" Sister Fizzing shouts , Witness Whistle readily in hand . "This part·s danger bears(!) . Keep fingers out of moving parts at all times(!) ." She teaches the new fledglings when to respond , and what to say . Then , the Mess Hall . Keep up(!) . Atten-tion(!) . All units to their designated work stations(!) . Hut(!) . Left, right, left(!) . Sing now , ladies(!) .
09m57s__Factory_Floor
Work begins now . Stones of all sizes come down the conveyor belt , looked at by many hands , searching for bands of orange iron or yellow gold . The day is long and hot , and what angel could not at least sing some lament Ka? . Trolleys clatter along rails , picks clink in stone , and the coal-fired machinery rumbles everywhere .
12m48s_Mines
"Uhhh , boss?" An orderly calls . "You better come see this ." From a crack in the cave wall , glowing blue stone can be seen in pale relief to the irregular rock . Arcs of electricity crackle from it , and as it makes contact with the air , it begins to vibrate . The workers crowd around , staring at the glowing stone . The crackling air smells of ozone .
14s14m__Mines
The stone explodes , a humanoid clad in metal emerging from it . Those who try to stop it are thrown into the air like chaff . It goes on a ballistic rampage , tearing thru mine shaft upon mine shaft . Look out(!) . The figure races upwards , past row upon row of aproned workers . Somehow , this all seems unerringly familiar . Still , better to blow the door off its hinges and escape .
17m24s__Rails
The rails never lie . The rail car never rebels . As the figure takes a mine car up the drafting corridors and into the wind , one final battle remains at the locked vault door . Missiles spread carnage in every direction . The Kyrie of emergency services wail , carrying hoses and pails of water , while Sister Fizzing prepares the Bucket Brigade .
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