A Decent Land: An Anthology of Arks #1
Brief biographies of the first forty ships to arrive in the system Mammaria.
1. The Cryochambers
Most of the time, our people exist with a constant mortality as a shadow to their lives. Put simply, they’re scared to die. Who isn’t? That’s the natural order of things. Yet, to some, the end can’t be contemplated; there’s too much work on the slate.
Subverting the astral timing of fate is routine for the ruling class. Monarchs develop disease, demand a chamber and wait for, “Land ahoy!” Two political parties swap the reins of the fleet each year, and the opposition civil servants spend their break in stasis.
Some office workers are intelligent with savings, and make the most of a meagre salary. Those who earn enough can preserve their parents, a pet or themselves. The process is notably traumatic, however. Many can’t forgive their children for funding the morbid ordeal. On paper, it is remarkably efficient; reports of bio-feedback errors continue to fall with each generation.
The dutiful staff of this ark are friendly, but wouldn’t slip into a chamber themselves. We all applaud their efforts, and successful water retention is always improving. It’s just they’ve seen too many cadavers enslimed upon the thawboard. I’ve heard that teeth remain in the gloop, and clack to the ground as fleshy liquid spreads across a gurney.
At present, The Cryochambers house our Scout Ark bridge crew, kin of the cityfolk, a procession of Whigs and King Qualat — our eldest and most respected regent, awaiting the dawn of A Decent Land.
2. Neighbourhood Watch (Gūlyu Aiak’us)
A proud and magnificent daughter is she, Gūlyu Aiak’us — a guardian city. We have a district of urban arks that provide residential comfort, and they vary in flavour and size; each with their own intricacies. But Gūlyu Aiak’us, our Neighbourhood Watch, hides amongst their number; ready to blast invasion fleets with an impressive array of munitions.