Breaker Whiskey

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[Transcript]
Breaker breaker, it's Passerine, once more joyously heard. You said you wanted to hear from me again, and well, I like writing out to you. I like hearing my words read out and answered, just another reminder that I'm real and that other people find worth in my words. You feel like a friend, even though we've never met, and likely never will. Thank you.
I'll be completely honest with you Whiskey, I've rewritten this message so many times. I keep trying so hard to say something profound or meaningful, something from the heart. The issue is that my heart keeps changing, I go from hopeful to hopeless, and words I believed in one day seem like lies the next.
It's obvious to say, but that sort of change is certain. The world around you changes, and you change with it, sometimes slowly, sometimes all at once. You know something about that, about breaching into the unknown, choosing that change, and realising that really, you have very little control of what comes next. But, in a way, that's the best part. Because if things keep changing, if things are chaotic and unpredictable, then at least it means you're still there to experience it. And if you're still there, then it means things can change for the better still. It means the candle is still lit.
Again, I think you get that. The refusal to let the chaos and darkness and uncertainty win, because you have a goal, you have a fire, and you need to keep fighting.
By the way, I've never had a Charleston Chew, but now on my adventures, I've been keeping an eye out for them. Haven't found one yet, but I'll keep looking, and when I find one, you'll get my honest review. Also, about the tree thing, everyone does really dumb and idiotic things at seventeen. It's the magic of being seventeen. If anyone out there listening is currently that age, keep going kid, it'll get better.
I'll give you a few more fun facts about me and my life. I cut my hair short last year and I finally felt like myself when I looked in the mirror. Sometimes I think I'm in the wrong universe too, because I always seem to be the odd one out, no matter where I go. I find cleaning dishes to be soothing. My favourite bird is the raven.
I hope you get this message. I hope you understand what I'm trying to say. I hope your life keeps changing, and that the fire doesn't go out.
We're not alone. Passerine out.
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To Solitude
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Breaker, breaker. This is Whiskey calling up for solitude. I like that: the in between. It's better than anything I've ever called whatever this is in my head, and it really does describe what it feels like just existing in this in-between. In between versions of my life, in between past and future, in between a different state line every other month.
Because you're right. I do think about it. I think about what my life would be like if I hadn't met Harry, if I hadn't met Pete, if I hadn't made the choices that I made. I know Harry thinks about it, too.
We don't talk about it as much as we should. Maybe. I mean, other than the few blow up fights we've had, we've never. Well, we just don't really talk about it so much anymore. And maybe that's because it hasn't been that big of a problem since we reunited. We haven't heard or seen a peep from Junior and whatever change Birdie was warning about. I mean, there's someone else here, something else here it hasn't reached us yet. We do keep moving to avoid anything reaching us, but I don't know. It's a big country.
I do think that we could stay in one place for a little while and probably avoid whatever is coming our way. Then again, maybe I don't want to settle down into a particular place. I get what you mean, Solitude. I am also bored a lot of the time and being on the move, constantly setting up a new home base, driving, trying to find more fuel. All of that stuff keeps me busy, keeps us busy. I do think Harry would be satisfied just reading every book that's ever been published, but I need action.
I miss talking to everybody every day too. It was easier, I guess, when I wasn't with Harry. Now I have someone who talks back in the moment that I'm actually talking to them. And well, I like trading radio messages back and forth, but I also I don't have that much to say. There haven't been that many seismic changes after a year full of them.
I think since Birdie explained what they could, I've been more at peace with the in-between. I don't really understand how it works, why it works the way that it does, or if there is any way for us to get back or get somewhere else, because I'm not even sure that there's a back to get to. Despite all of that, I'm still. I don't know, I'm just a little bit at peace, I guess. I hope you find that too. Peace. Not just solitude.

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Do you ever wonder what your life was leading up to had you not been transported to the In-Between? Or if you hadn't met a specific person that that would've kept you from getting trapped here? Like, do you think if you never met Harry, or the rest of your group, or Juniors Dad wasn't on shift that day, that you would've ended up here? Or that you were always destined to be in this place?

I think I was always supposed to be here. I've always felt out of place. More comfortable by myself. Aimless with school and jobs and relationships. And now here I am. In The In-between. Alone with myself, my thoughts, and my stories. I love stories. But, well, I'm sure you know this, they can get kind of,, stale, after a while.

I've been stuck here for a few years and at first, it was like Heaven. No people, but everything still moved around like there were people here. That's why I call it the in-between by the way. It's kind of just like everyone else in invisible and I'm the only one visible? Or maybe it's the other way around. Pretty sure my town is convinced it's been infested with ghosts. It was nice at first, if a bit of a dangerous learning curve. I got to read my backlog of books, play games, listen to the radio, though the signal is terrible on this side of the veil. But it started to get boring.
And then I heard your voice, which was MUCH clearer. It helped. Hearing you travel around was like my own little serial story. I miss the daily updates. I've gotten off track. Sorry, it's like I said. I'm very bored. Anyway besides the boredom due to a lack of socialization, I feel like I'm more free than I ever was. Free to learn, to read, to write, to ponder. And I've been thinking about the events that led me here lately. If I could've avoided it or if this was always to be my destination. I'm not sure what my answer would be. What do you think? Oh! Uh, you can call me Solitude. I was gonna go with a pun or something like SoliDUDE but,, I'm feeling introspective lately so I'll save the silly for later. Solitude, out.

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To August.
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This is Whiskey calling out for August. Are you saying that you've been alone since you were a kid? Uh, I don't even know how that's possible. I, I mean, what choices--What kind of circumstance could you have been in to separate a timeline into its own branch? I'm sorry. That's awful.

And I'm sorry that you're on another continent. Because maybe, maybe somehow we are part of the same timeline and we could actually see, meet, talk to each other. But how would we get there? I don't know if you heard my broadcast the other week, but the idea of sailing across the ocean terrified me. It's not something I have the training to do or the stomach for. Frankly, too many things can go wrong.

I don't know, would it...would it be worth it if it meant there were people on the other side? It sounds like you've been alone for a lot longer than I've been alone. So maybe...maybe people don't solve anything, if they're not the right people. If you're the wrong person. I've been in groups like that before, and it's a rare thing to find what I found. To find a handful of people to whom you belong, with whom you actually like spending time. But all that said, it is still kind of an extraordinary thing that we're alive at the same time. Maybe not in the same place, maybe not exactly, but that we can talk to each other.

What a what a wonderful thing to be alive at the same time as someone else's, as anybody else. Human existence is so singular, you know. I mean, sure, maybe aliens do exist, but for all we know, we are the only intelligent life in the universe. And we're such a small blip in the lifetime of our earth, of our galaxy. And so, to get to experience it is this one in a million chance. But at the same time, for a singular as human existence is, we are all experiencing shades of the same thing. I don't know, maybe it's not a comfort to somebody who has felt on the outside their whole lives. I guess...I guess I just want to say you might be on the outside, but you're not alone on the outside.
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Hello, Whiskey. I'd like to tell you a story. Nothing more, nothing less. You don't have to respond. You don't even have to listen. It's just nice to talk to someone after...

There was once a child. For they can't have been much more than that. Maybe ten or eleven years old. And this child lived in a sleepy little village in the English countryside. The child always knew they were different to anyone else in the village, but they didn't know why or how. They didn't understand their people, and in turn, their people did not understand them. But it was all right. You don't need to understand one another to teach one to read or to help out on a farm. And all was well. But the child always felt left out, misunderstood as they were. They hated their people.

But hate is such a strong word, I hear you cry. They hated their people with a burning passion. It ate them up inside. Tearing out a hollow in their chest. till they were completely and utterly empty. I wish I was alone, they would cry. I wish you would all just leave me be. So I could be alone.

And one day when they woke up, their wish had come true. It was not what they had wanted. They screamed and they cried. And then they fell to their knees and laughed and laughed and laughed.

I have been alone for years. I walk a lot nowadays. Always in the same few square miles, my dear. I have a little hoard of books and music and radios and televisions. A lot of it doesn't work anymore. Of course, sometimes when I travel outside of my area, I will hear a voice and I will think that maybe, just maybe, this time I am not alone.

And that is how I found you. Whiskey. I realized you were alive and at the same time as me, you were alive. But then I realized you are not even on the same continent as me. And so I remain alone. My name is August, by the way. Nice to meet you.
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