"I have chosen to speak to you this day of the Potomac Peregrination,
of the walking of His ghost upon the land; of the rising of His
stone figure from the ruins of the temple where it had sat in silent
meditation for three score and seventeen years, and of its coming to
life to walk down to the blood-red sea...."
* * * * *
In common with Azure, Worldwellost is one of the inner planets of the
vast Sirian system. However, it has little else in common with Azure,
and in Nathaniel Drake's day it had even less.
Before the commercial apotheosis of its lustrous neighbor, Starbright,
it had flourished as a vacation resort. Now, its once-luxurious hotels
and pleasure domes had fallen into desuetude, and the broad beaches for
which it had once been renowned were catchalls for debris, dead fish,
and decaying algae. But Worldwellost was not dead--far from it. The
rottenest of logs, once turned over, reveal life at its most intense,
and the rotten log of Worldwellost was no exception.
Nathaniel Drake put down in the spaceport-city of Heavenly and set
forth upon his iconoclastic quest. Annabelle Leigh's trail, however,
ended almost as soon as it began. She had checked into the Halcyon
Hotel one day, and checked out the next, leaving no forwarding address.
Undaunted, Drake returned to the port, distributed some more of his
fast-dwindling capital, and obtained access to the departure log.
He found the entry presently: _26 June, 3664: Annabelle Leigh via
Transspacelines to Forget Me Not, class A. Departure time: 0619 hours,
GST_.
Spacetime was synonymous with earth time and, while it was used in
calculating all important time periods, such as a person's age, it
seldom coincided with local calendars. Therefore, while the month and
the year on Worldwellost might seem to indicate otherwise, Drake knew
definitely that Annabelle Leigh had left the planet over two years ago,
or approximately one year after she had arrived.
Judging from her change in travel-status, she had bettered herself
financially during that period.
Had she spent the entire year in Heavenly? he wondered.
When all other attempts to obtain information about her failed, he
had a photostat made of the stereo-snapshot Penelope had given him,
presented it to the missing persons department of Heavenly's largest
3V station, and engaged them to flash a daily circular to the effect
that he, Nathaniel Drake, would pay the sum of fifty credits to anyone
providing him with bona fide information concerning the girl in the
picture. He then retired to his room at the Halcyon Hotel and waited
for his visiphone to chime.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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