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Postcards from the Edge
(of known space)

Dear Mom,

You’ve probably heard that I’ve been irreversibly contaminated.  Assuming that you’re not dead.

Keep your head down,
Aeryn

"Oh well that was a sweet sentiment"
"Not everyone is as long-winded as you are, Crichton."
"I’m not making a recording."
"‘Cause you’ve already filled the rest of the disks."
"Give that to me."

Jothee,

I hope that this letter finds you well, and that I have found you before you find this.  If I have not, do not believe anything that your uncle told you about me, or the death of your mother.  He is lying Peacekeeper dr— … He does not have your best interests at heart.  Do not doubt that I love you, and I am coming for you soon.

Your Father

P.S. Do not attempt to trace this message.

"If I’d known what a bunch of saps you guys were I wouldn’t have let you use my last tape…"
"Why did you stop me?"
"Your son is part Sebacian!  Are you just denying half of his heritage?"
"I did not say Sebacian, I said Peace—"
"Excuse me." <cough >

To my loyal subjects:
"Both of them."
Shut up!  To my loyal subjects:

Know that I have not deserted you in your hour of need.  Through my great skill and cunning I have escaped the vile prison to which I was dispatched, and stand ready to return and reclaim my rightful place as your sovereign.  When I was first sold into ignominious imprisonment--
"Oh please."
"Someone stop him."
As I was saying... <murf!>

"Okay!  Zhaan, you’re up."
"I have no message."
"Come on."
"I have nothing to say."
"Let me go!"
"Take it away, Pip."

Hey everybody this is Chiana!

I didn’t get mentally cleansed, and I’m not going to because I’m never coming back!  So Rolath, if you’re there and you’re still thinking, you can have my stash.  If you don’t have any idea what I’m talking about, tell your sister she can have it.  Everyone else, suck it up!

"Do you want to know what that was about?"
"No."
"Anyone else left?"
"Just Pilot."
"Pilot, want to make a postcard?"

To the Elders:

 I have a ship.  She has no complaints.

Pilot

"Short and sweet.  You want to leave another message?  We’ve got room."

Dear Dad,

Congratulations, it’s a girl.

Your Daughter,
Aeryn Sun
 
 


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