Final Orders

Dear Ash,

There has been an explosion at Mason Labs. Steelhead is burning, and my life's work is strewn as slag across Port Harbor. All of this carnage is my fault. Exile or no, I cannot simply sit and watch.

By the time you finish recharging, I will have donned my aethersuit and jumped ship through the airlock. I have timed my escape to enter the gravity of the wormhole we dicovered earlier. I detect manmade radio frequencies emmanating from it, but I know not the origin. I pray who or whatever is on the other side can get me home.

Find Gematria. She has been missing for too long. If the Timekeepers have harmed her, you are authorized to punish them.

Both of you need to analyze the energies of that explosion. After the lightning and the chain reaction I saw a beam of purest light...nothing I sequestered in my laboratory had that kind of frequency. Search your archives. Prophecies seem to be at work.

I will see you again, My Children, in a happier place. My Love for you will sustain me wherever I find myself, as it will sustain you.

~Darien

The Fourth Year

entropy
fading his life away
before the world can ever see
dissapating
evaporating...

An Experiment Completed

I would like to thank Clockwork Couture for their patronage for the past two months. The loss of Linden Labs was Clockwork Couture's gain. This was my first foray as a professional creative writer, and was thrilled the entire time. I gleefully accepted the challenge of writing new adventures of the Mason family to the tune of a J. Peterman catalog. The newest episodes of Gematria's latest mission can still be read on their blog.

As soon as I re-establish contact with Gematria, her adventure with the Timekeepers will continue in this journal.

I will be more than happy to discuss product placements of virtual as well brick-and-mortar projects privately.

~Dr. Darien Mason