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%title Secession (WT)
%title Toledot
The secession of the system and launch of the extra-solar system.
Possible other titles: *Toledot* (generations/descendants)
# Characters
* Past arc (Secession)
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# Outline
* [ ] Epigraph
* [ ] Act I
* [ ] [Launch: sys-side](launch/sys/001) - A death-day celebration
* [o] Epigraph
* [o] *Esau said, "I am about to die; of what use is a birthright to me?" / Jacob said, "Swear to me first." / So he swore to him, and sold his birthright to Jacob.*
* [o] Act I
* [o] [Launch: sys-side](launch/sys/001) - A death-day celebration
* [ ] Act II
* [ ] Act III
* [ ] Conclusion

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# Ioan Bălan --- 2325
The first thing that Ioan did when ey arrived before that low-slung house, there among countless acres of rolling buffalo grass, was laugh.
The prairie was much as ey remembered. Grass tickled at eir lower calves even through the socks and slacks, clouds threatened rain as they always did, and wind tugged at eir hair in all the very same ways as it had however many years ago now --- was it really twenty? And yet the house! Banners were hung about in deepest black, streamers running from pole to pole in a welcoming path, guiding visitors up to the house. This was lit about with flames of all sizes. Tea-lights scattered among the dandelions, elaborate candelabras set upon tables, braziers set upon tripods, wall sconces set beneath the cantilevered roof. A glow painting the grass beside the house suggested a bonfire out back.
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One by one, the various forks quit, and Dear, Also, The Tree That Was Felled skidded to an unceremonious stop in front of the academic.
*"Ioan! Mx Ioan Balan! It has been too long! I have missed you."* The fox held out a paw.
*"Ioan! Mx Ioan Bălan! It has been too long! I have missed you."* The fox held out a paw.
Ioan bypassed this and went straight for the hug. "Dear, this is patently ridiculous."
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> We'll take a cup of kindness yet,
> For auld lang--
Before the final note of the song could be sang, Dear gave a jaunty salute, bowed with a flourish, and quit along with its partner and Codrin Balan. The landscape around them crumbled into voxels, and those voxels joined together by powers of two, and with a soft chime, all the members of the party were shunted off to wherever they called home.
Before the final note of the song could be sang, Dear gave a jaunty salute, bowed with a flourish, and quit along with its partner and Codrin Bălan. The landscape around them crumbled into voxels, and those voxels joined together by powers of two, and with a soft chime, all the members of the party were shunted off to wherever they called home.
Ioan stumbled and fell to eir knees on the parquet of eir entryway, May Then My Name standing, defiant against the change, beside em.