A Full and Honest Accounting
A trans-desert railway runs on hours taken from passengers who are never told, and when one salt trader arrives at the far end eleven days older than her own ticket, the conductor who carried her, the inspector who should have caught it, the broker who sold the overspill and the accountant who certi
- ~105 min (estimated)
- 23201 words
- 47 scenes
- 13 branch points (script estimate)
- 6 endings (script estimate)
22 recorded plays (one per visitor per day)
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About
The debt is real. The people it was taken from are real. Nobody on this railway is a thief, and that turns out to be the part nobody is ready for. The Ochre Basin is a bowl of rust-coloured sand two thousand miles wide, ringed by salt flats, with one railway across it. The Line is nine hundred miles of steam-and-balloon hauling cargo nobody else will touch: bottled weather, spare hours, and memories sealed in glass. In the towns strung along it, a ticket is not bought with coin. It is bought with minutes cut cleanly from the traveler's own body-clock, burned in the engine, and written into a green-ink Ledger in the driver's own hand at every stop. Nobody visibly ages. Everybody has a number. Everybody who is honest knows theirs is smaller than it was. The Line stands because the hours taken exceed the hours spent. If the debt were ever repaid in full, the Line would lose coherence and it
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- No gore, no cruelty written for its own sake, and no one is granted anything for refusing anything.
Cast
- V Verity Skell no portrait yet
- C Corin Hask no portrait yet
- Y Ysolde Marchetti no portrait yet
- P Perrin Sable no portrait yet
- N Nita Ferrack no portrait yet
- I Ivo Tarrow no portrait yet
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