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| | |From Storylet title = The Perigee of Silver | | |From Storylet title = The Perigee of Silver |
| − | |Description = The Naturalist's papers contain charts of many things. Maps of people, of places, of time and change. If there is one thing that your research together has illuminated, it is that all of these things are not so separate as they appear.
| + | |Unlocked with = {{World Unlock|The State of the Emergency|3}}, {{Unlock|Naturalist's Map|1 x}}, {{Unlock|London, Falling|12-49}} |
| − | |Unlocked with = {{World Unlock|The State of the Emergency|3}}, {{Unlock|Naturalist's Map}}, {{Unlock|London, Falling|12-49}} | |
| − | |Locked with = {{Lock|Knowledge: The Shapes of Nature}}
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| − | |Button text = SURVEY
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| | |Success title = Liquid natures | | |Success title = Liquid natures |
| − | |Success description = [...] To change a shape is to change a self; to change a heart. [...] | + | *{{Gain|Knowledge: The Shapes of Nature|message=You've learned something from the Principles of Coral.|now=1}} |
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| − | And what is the difference between a mind and a place? [...]
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| − | You recall the Starved Men melting, warping, changing the streets of London [...] Can a place divert its destiny by being remade? [...] | |
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| − | *{{Gain|Knowledge: The Shapes of Nature|message=You've learned something from the Principles of Coral.|now=1}}
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| − | *{{Gain|Bearing Admiralty Intelligence|message=The Overworked Commodore will want to hear of this.|1}}
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| − | *{{Gain|Puzzling Map|1 x}}
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| − | *{{Gain|Knob of Scintillack|1 x}}
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| − | *{{Gain|Memory of a Much Lesser Self|2 x}}
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| − | *{{Drop|Miners' Preparations|message=The miners are stained with sweat and reef-dust from their labours. They require time to rest; to recuperate.|now=0}}
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| − | *{{Drop|Iron & Misery Scintillack Extraction|message=Scintillack rattles by rail and pulley towards the maw of the Iron & Misery Co. Clarifying Station.|now=0}}
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| − | *{{Drop|Receptivity of the Lamp-Cats|message=The lamp-cats yawn and lounge, their repose at hand.|now=0}}
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| − | *{{Drop|Feline Argentation|message=Some lamp-cats disappear into the zee. Others slink from the waters to take their place.|now=0}}
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| − | *{{Drop|Tides of Port Cecil:|message=Back to the safety of port, until the tide recedes once more.|now=0}}
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| − | *{{Gain|Scintillack Dreaming|1|message=A scintillack cluster shimmers and fades; in the coral mind of the Principles, a neuron winks out. Dissolution inches closer.}}
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