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The First Wrangler Epilogue: The Ship fm Prelude: The Ship They called herThe River of Stars and she spread her superconducting sails to the solar wind in 2051. She must have made a glorious sight then: her fuselage new and gleaming, her sails shimmering in a rainbow aurora, her white-gloved crew sharply creased in black-and-silver uniforms, her passengers rich and deliciously decadent. There were morphy stars and jeweled matriarchs, sports heroes and prostitutes, gangsters and geeks andsoi-disant royalty. Those were the glamour years, when magsails ruled the skies, andThe River of Stars was the grandest and most glorious of that beautiful fleet. But the glory years faded fast. Coltraine was still her captain when the luxury trade dried up and the file:///K|/eMule/Incoming/WreckofTheRiversofStars,The.html (5 of 424)5-9-2007 13:26:52 TheWreckofTheRiverofStars throngs of the rich and famous slowed from a torrent to a trickle, and even those who still craved the experience could see that it was no longer the fashionable thing to do. But as he told Toledo when he were more safely found earthside. There were yet honorableтАФif more quotidianтАФpursuits for a ship with such wings to her. Mars was the happening place back then. Adventurers, sand-kings, neтАЩer-do-wells, terraformers, second sons, bawdy girls, and zeppelin pilotsтАФMars sucked them in, broke some and spat others out. Even crewmembers would sometimes cash out on reaching Mars and head for the gaudy enticements of Port Rosario. тАЬSome of them struck it rich,тАЭ the old song had it, тАЬAnd some of them Mars struck dead And some showed up in the hiring hall, Begging their old berths back.тАЭ Toledo and, later, Johnson and Fu-hsi carried hopes outbound and the shattered fragments back. There was a raw energy to the age that tired old Earth hadnтАЩt seen since the taming of LEO during the Terrible Teens, andThe River took greater pride in pushing the frontier out than she ever had in stroking the rich and famous. It was the Farnsworth engine that finally brought her low. Fu-hsi saw it coming and resigned, the only one of her captains ever to do so; and so it fell to Terranova to see the once proud vessel humiliated. Magnetic sails had ruled space for forty years, andThe River of Stars for almost twenty of them, but Farnsworth engines made the Jovian moons the new frontier. The Luna-Ganymede Race went down in history, and the magnetic sail went down to the fusion thruster. Terranova should never have taken the |
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