Transcript S1 E16: The Delta S: (Felix) “Eugh, is this really everyone? Yikes. Talk about a skeleton crew.” [A rhythmic synth melody.] M: Felix has gathered all of the remaining crew here on the exterior bow deck of the Ship, all eleven of them – if we’re not counting Omelet. X: Felix glances back at…

Transcript S1 E15: Last Call Narrator S: The Ship soars downcurrent along the Mediun, the bright sky above, the ocean of Fold below. Several crew are gathered on the prow deck of the Ship, gazing ahead, downcurrent, with bocnoculars.  Narrator M: A speck of an islet on the horizon is slowly coming into view, hovering…

Transcript S1 E14: Safety [Strange croaking, bird calls, a symphony of nature.] Narrator M: Somewhere between the depths and the Mediun, a tiny uncharted islet shimmers with soft bioluminescence in the dark of the Fold, wreathed in a haze of silky mist.  Narrator S: No human settlements here, but richly inhabited by natural life.  M:…

Transcript S1 E13: Enlightenment Narrator S: Devoured by a vortex of living darkness, the Foldlight detonates. [A catastrophic shattering noise.] Narrator M: A giant flash like a lightning strike, absolutely blinding, bright enough that even the polarized hull of the Ship can’t contain it.  Narrator X: A single stark freeze-frame as bright as unlight illuminates…

Transcript S1 E12: Fathom Narrator M: All right! So, where were we? Oh, yes! [A tinny, lilting waltz.] Narrator S: The Disappearance of the Dazzling Duchess! It was beginning to seem as though Lord Cryptopher–  [Music cuts.] M: No, no, after that.  S: Oh. Right.  [Abrupt, terrifying music.] Narrator X: A giant humanoid face larger…

Transcript S1 E11: The Disappearance of the Dazzling Duchess Narrator S: The high altitudes of the Un are a brilliant cloudscape of prismatic crystal; a frigid void of harsh luminescence, ice, and wind; of sparkling glassy shrapnel, swirling vapors, and titanic mica shards. [A delicate melody and whistling wind.]  Narrator M: The deep fathoms of…

Transcript S1 E10: Zoron Narrator M: It is extremely late at night.  Narrator S: Or extremely early in the morning, who can say? Well, Felix probably could.  M: The Ship is moving slow, and Merlin is on the control deck, poring over some continuous-feed paper spools by the dim light of a fold-safe lamp, drinking…

Transcript S1 E09: Kinship Narrator X: Astride bocular hosses, riders canter through the weird streets of an underfold city.  [A rhythmic baseline. Mechanical squeals. Crowded urban ambience.]  Narrator S: Our riders trot through bustling clangorous avenues shrouded in the eternal dark fog of the Fold, but warmly lit by the pulsing, flickering, gently erratic fluctuations…

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…