The equator of Chri-Irah, baked to lethally high temperatures by its sun, has long presented a barrier to trade and communication between Northern and Southern Birrin cultures. Prior to the first Birrin civilisations’ destruction, the region could be easily traversed: Centuries later, a legacy of industrially derived carbon dioxide and other substances has cut off the emergent societies that survived the Collapse. It wasn’t until the rediscovery of the internal combustion engine that the first refrigerated ships crossed the equatorial ocean to re-establish contact. Wheeled vehicles, now with useful speed, were able to explore the Kiln at night, darting between safe houses dug deep into the cool desert bedrock.
However it took the re-discovery of powered flight to finally traverse the Kiln. Able to fly high enough to avoid the searing heat, early pressurised aircraft began hazardous day crossings to re-map the expanse. With little chance of rescue, the aircrews had to accept significant risk while also making their aircraft far more reliable. Indeed, it is largely due to the engineering necessities faced by these pioneers that later Birrin aircraft were so reliable.
Pictured here is one of the first dedicated Kiln runners, able to fly non-stop between airfields in the North and South to deliver people and cargo in a regular fashion. The three fuselages enabled heavy loads to be carried, the outer two being unpressurised and only suitable for cargo.
The two flight engines, mounted on the front of the cargo fuselages, are powerful in-line units each driving a contra-rotating propeller. Due to the lethal nature of the Kiln and to aid lifting off from short desert runways a supplementary engine is mounted on the rear passenger cabin: This engine, with its single folding airscrew, is used to assist takeoff and, perhaps more importantly, to supplement the main engines should one of them break down during flight.
Below this aircraft the desert is baking at an average temperature of eighty degrees Celsius, yet evidence that this was not always so abounds: A faint tracery of ancient roadways and industrial ruins dots the landscape and awaits re-discovery by future generations of Birrin.
Amazing and beautiful... I love all the little details you put into the Birrin's world. The aircraft is lovely, and I really like the idea of the third engine with folding blades kept in reserve. Post-apocalyptic civilizations are my favorite... but I have to say, the specific apocalypse you chose is disappointingly anti-climatic (pun intended) Antoine de Saint-Exupéry would have agreed that carrying a spare engine while flying over a desert is a very good thing.
Yeah, the climate-change apocalypse is probably the most likely to actually occur, which is why it bothers me... Here on Earth, we've had (roughly in order) One oxygen-poisoning apocalypse, several apocalypses of unknown (but likely climatological) causes, one asteroid-impact apocalypse, several ice-age apocalypses, we came really close to a nuclear apocalypse recently, and we may well be several decades (maybe even a few centuries) into the beginning of another climatological apocalypse... so seeing you choose "Climatological Apocalypse" was kind of... "oh, this again.
Not that you have to be totally original in everything you do... but I'm a cainotophile, so I like to see new things from time to time... almost constantly, really
Now, having hope that life can go on after a really bad climatological apocalypse is good... It'd be a pretty boring story if you went post-apocalyptic and everything had died. Although you could write a bit of flash fiction about how the wind blows ceaselessly, and maybe something about and endless stream of sunrises and sunsets over the increasingly weathered ruins. There's mounting evidence that the current (most probably) sterile state of Mars is due to runaway climate change that resulted in an unsurvivable apocalypse... I just hope no-one was living there at the time.
Anyway, I'm sure you'll write what you like, and I'll be sure to read it!
Not that you have to be totally original in everything you do... but I'm a cainotophile, so I like to see new things from time to time... almost constantly, really
Now, having hope that life can go on after a really bad climatological apocalypse is good... It'd be a pretty boring story if you went post-apocalyptic and everything had died. Although you could write a bit of flash fiction about how the wind blows ceaselessly, and maybe something about and endless stream of sunrises and sunsets over the increasingly weathered ruins. There's mounting evidence that the current (most probably) sterile state of Mars is due to runaway climate change that resulted in an unsurvivable apocalypse... I just hope no-one was living there at the time.
Anyway, I'm sure you'll write what you like, and I'll be sure to read it!