voice- un: brightness_kholin

[veristitalian]

People have been vanishing. Not many, not often, not at a volume where we've noticed quickly, but a small number of the ones who initially arrived here have simply disappeared. They've been vanishing since before the doors into space opened, and at enough of a rate that we'd notice the diminishing number of suits if they were all falling off the station into the black.

Initially I had assumed it must be because this place is dangerous. If that were the case we should be tripping over the corpses by now. We clearly aren't.

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[oddbod]

[She nods in agreement, even though Jasnah can't see her.]

I was never much for the outdoors, but this place makes me miss sunlight more than anything.

[veristitalian]

For me, it's the wind. I'd like to feel a wind on my skin again.

[It's not her order, exactly, but she thinks of the Windrunners often.]

[oddbod]

Oh, that would be great.

[She can close her eyes and imagine the ocean breeze, if she really tries.]

I was raised by the ocean. It would get so windy in winter, you'd about get knocked off your feet.

[veristitalian]

Alethkar is the same. The stormfront lifts debris, shakes the walls of shelts with boulders carried by the winds.

[And she misses it terribly.]

[oddbod]

[Well, that certainly sounds like a bit more wind than she's used to. If the sea breeze in Blackpool ever started lifting boulders, everyone on Earth would probably panic.]

What planet is Alethkar on?

[veristitalian]

Roshar.

I haven't met another person here yet who recognizes it.

[oddbod]

I can't say I have either, sorry.

What's it like, aside from the wind?

[veristitalian]

Well, I miss the spren. Does your world have those?

[The most alienating difference by far.]

[oddbod]

Never heard the word before, so I'm going to say no.

[veristitalian]

They're creatures that are called to various things, like emotion, weather, or actions. Swiftspren chasing anything that moves quickly. Angerspren bubbling up around a person feeling rage. Fearspren fluttering around the heads of young soldiers. Windspren flitting through the quick air and flamespren in the hearth.

[oddbod]

Oh, that's fascinating.

[If she could see Clara, she'd be faced with two very large, very interested eyes.]

What do they look like?

[veristitalian]

Each spren has a different shape. Gloryspren are a glowing golden aura. Rotspren appear from a wound as red worms. Creationspren, summoned when someone creates something particularly beautiful, pop into the air in small copies mundane objects in the room where they manifest, like a pen, a chair, a glove.

[oddbod]

That all makes my world sound very dull. Where I'm from, we would call it magic and say it's not possible.

[veristitalian]

We wouldn't say Roshar has magic. Just spent, and stormlight.

Are you from Earth?

[oddbod]

[She has even more questions, but she saves them for the time being.]

Yeah. One of the versions of it, at least.

[veristitalian]

Then you don't have spren. You can't see any creatures appear when someone experiences a strong emotion? Awespren or gloryspren lingering around the triumphant, or fearsprean and angerspren crawling over the trapped and terrified?

[oddbod]

Some people claim to see auras, but nothing like you're describing.

[veristitalian]

Those are just feelings. There's windspren on a breezy day, rotspren crawling through an infected wound, creationspren popping into existence around artists and craftswomen.

This station is dead, to my eyes.