Transcript S1 E08: Relay Narrator S: A vast jet-black ocean of cosmic darkness spans before you. [Mysterious music.] Ink-dark waves of liquid fog stretch in every direction, horizon to horizon, rolling with a languid sheen, kinda like that drifting film that forms between oil and water where they meet.  Narrator M: This oceanic membrane, this…

Transcript S1 E07: Derealization [Mysterious ringing and echoey cracking sounds.] Narrator M: Unfathomably high in the cosmic reaches, a tiny triangular black sloop winds carefully up a narrow, rough, crystalline shaft,  Narrator S: a dark spearpoint against the oppressively shining brightness of claustrophobic mica.  Narrator X: A tenuous tether of liquid-crystal dark mica snakes beneath…

Transcript S1 E06: Rough AiR Narrator M: (Unidentified speaker) “Reach for the sky, Sheriff.” [Dramatic Western music.] M: (Unidentified speaker) “My boys and I have got you surrounded. It’s dark enough here in the nighttime of the Fold thatcha can’t see ‘em, but trust me, I’ve got a man with a gun on ya right…

Transcript S1 E05: Hollow Narrator S: Cleophee Guilemoth has the biggest room on the Ship. She didn’t ask for it, it was just kind of given to her – her right as the envoy of the glamorous Guilemoth family. [Whimsical synth music.]  Narrator X: When you’re basically a princess, basically on board a starship, basically…

Transcript S1 E04: Uppermost Narrator M: In the frigid, desolate reaches of the Upper Unfold, six riders gallop through the snow.  [Mechanical galloping. A mysterious electronic melody.] Narrator X: Some of it’s snow, there’s a little bit of actual snow here, but a lot of this sparkling material, shimmering in the air around the riders,…

Transcript S1 E03: Dine & Dash Narrator X: The journey from Midst to the Highest Light in the past might have taken several days, but the Ship is fast.  Narrator M: Like, freaky fast. It’s barely been one day, and the Ship is already parked here safely in the docks of the glittering Un city. …

Transcript S1 E01: Welcome to the Cosmos Narrator S: Okay, so, imagine this.  [Rhythmic guitar and whistling winds.] Narrator M: A vast, jet-black ocean of cosmic darkness spans before you. Ink-dark waves of liquid fog stretch in every direction, horizon to horizon, rolling with a languid sheen, kinda like that drifting film that forms between…

Transcript S1 E02: Shipshape [Crowd cheering and a significant guitar riff] Narrator M: An impossible, supernatural, crystal ship gleams darkly in the unlight above Stationary Hill, hovering motionlessly under the power of literally basically actual fucking magic.  Narrator S: The crowd goes wild.  Narrator X: There are cheers and gasps and whistles and screams, people…