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'''New Pacific Epitaph''' is a [[Stasis]] Wave frame [[Grenade Launcher]] released during [[Season of the Deep]]. It can be earned as a reward from [[Ghosts of the Deep]]. <ref>https://www.light.gg/db/items/1125217994/new-pacific-epitaph/</ref> | '''New Pacific Epitaph''' is a [[Stasis]] Wave frame [[Grenade Launcher]] released during [[Season of the Deep]]. It can be earned as a reward from [[Ghosts of the Deep]]. <ref>https://www.light.gg/db/items/1125217994/new-pacific-epitaph/</ref> | ||
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Beyond the dappled sea spray on the bedroom window, escape craft and their blue contrails sweep past the [[New Pacific Arcology|Arcology]] as beams of orange light punctuate the sky. They cut through contrails with certainty, and before long, each craft erupts in blossoms of fire and brilliant warmth. | Beyond the dappled sea spray on the bedroom window, escape craft and their blue contrails sweep past the [[New Pacific Arcology|Arcology]] as beams of orange light punctuate the sky. They cut through contrails with certainty, and before long, each craft erupts in blossoms of fire and brilliant warmth. | ||
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[[Nadia Jahandar]] is not leaving. She has a cup of tea cooling on the windowsill, a collection of her late brother's poetry on her tablet, and the recording of her last piano recital playing on her headphones. The roar of the apocalypse accompanies her. She looks away from the window. | [[Nadia Jahandar]] is not leaving. She has a cup of tea cooling on the windowsill, a collection of her late brother's poetry on her tablet, and the recording of her last piano recital playing on her headphones. The roar of the apocalypse accompanies her. She looks away from the window. | ||
I stepped into the stars | I stepped into the stars | ||
Because the seas were explored | Because the seas were explored | ||
No dragons on our maps | No dragons on our maps | ||
Islanded in a sea of night | Islanded in a sea of night | ||
Though it could never be home | Though it could never be home | ||
No hearths in the gulf | No hearths in the gulf | ||
