« 15 days remain until the next pulse. »
At the foot of the Leucothoe resonator, a diseased corpse is grotesquely splayed in a pile of mannequins.
On the bustling marina of Fuveu's Promenade Portuaire, a bizarre altercation culminates in a stabbing in the midst of the tourist crowds.
From these points of origin, a single catastrophic week unfolds on the microplanet of Archalh - a small, recently settled territory held by one of the long-established interplanetary nations of the “macrocosme”, joined across the span of a naturally-occurring interstellar circulatory system.
In the interval between the pulses that connect it to the wider macrocosme, every planet becomes a “closed circle”, unable to interact with the universe beyond it.
And when the next pulse at last arrives, whatever has been born on Archalh will finally be able to slip outside its borders…
[From itch.io]