The Coming of a Carrier
22 Mar 2022Iron Snail
The time is almost here. The ultimate culmination of all my hard work up to now. The Carrier. I was once a mere child, trapped in the hellhole that bears my name. A dark cramped hollow rock with nothing but crime and decay within.
Then I escaped and trained, made my living as an Imperial pilot, soldier of Lavigny's Legion. Once an initiate with merely a Courier to my name.
Then I began to make a name for myself, as well as a wallet. My notoriety grew along with my bank balance as I worked my way up to my imposing Cutter: LLV Conatus.
I thought I'd reached my peak.
But I hadn't.
Within the week I shall be able to finally afford a Carrier, her name will be Fishburn, like my Ancestors before me. And now I have no financial need to remain here, I can strike out. I will strike out.
I shall spread her Imperial Majesty's name across the heavens, and the galaxy won't know what hit them.
Move slow. Move always. Move unfazed.
Be the Iron Snail.
-Jack Fishburn
