Kolonist:
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"It is the twenty-second century. I am the last of the Mars colonists. The air supply has almost
run out on this desolate Mars colony, and the food supplies from earth have stopped arriving since
the final war of 2084. I have selected the Universal migrator program inside our recreation machine
called the Dream sequencer. This program creates a form of hypnosis which allows me to return to the
very beginning of life itself. I hope it will sweeten my final days..."
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Kolonist:
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The shooting company of captain Frans B. Cocq.
"It is the seventeenth century. I am a noble ensign-bearer posing with my guild for the Dutch
master painter Rembrandt van Rijn, in Amsterdam."
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I'm standing proud
In this noble crowd
My banner raised high (the coat of arms of Amsterdam)
To the mystic sky (a magic light enchants the land)
We're marching on
The shooting company of captain Frans B. Cocq
My uniform shines (the livery of a high-born man)
The claw-guild signs (immortalised by the master's hand)
Light and shade (with colours rich and brushwork bold)
Night and day (with shadows black and armours gold)
We're marching on
The shooting company of captain Frans B. Cocq
I'm standing proud
In this noble crowd
In our golden age (eternalised by the artist's hand)
A glorious page (in the history of our tiny land)
We're marching on
Up to the battlefield to where the spirits walk
The shooting company of captain Frans B. Cocq
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