• 8.5 Venlor 2
    Aug 14 2023

    The sound of the moon at night.

    The Last Echoes is written by Trace Callahan with editing by Evan Tess Murray. Direction is by Evan Tess Murray. Sound design and music are by Trace Callahan.

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    11 Min.
  • S1E8 - Stars
    Aug 7 2023
    [AUDIO) We begin on a space station, hearing the hum of the slow turning engine. The room is large and nearly empty. ARCHIVIST: Welcome to the Archives. Our final pre-selected record for review will be from section 27: Historical Worlds. Today’s sample is from Venlor 2, the larger of Par’s habitable moons. Please note that any opinions expressed in these samples belong solely to the speaker on record and do not reflect the views of this station, the archival union, or the Collected Archives itself. If anything in this review causes listener distress or confusion please report to the nearest attendant for assistance. Potential sources for distress include mild cursing, mention of warfare and battle sounds. Please also note there will be time for questions and observations once the sample has concluded. [AUDIO] [At the sound of an electronic swoop, the sounds of the space station fade away, replaced by the sound of a quiet landing platform. Night sounds, a distant hum from the city and slight wind can be heard faintly outside. The area echoes as TRAST works and speaks. TRAST: Oh! Damnit! AUDIO: A clang as metal hits stone, a few footsteps TRAST: Spoiled. I’m used to having another set of hands around. I hope he’s settled in sir. You know your business, but he’s my son and he likes to worry. Get his hands busy and he’ll forget I’m down here for a little while. I shouldn’t need longer than that. [AUDIO] Cloth rustling,a few soft impacts TRAST: Sure am glad we didn’t ship all the part-stores along. Can you imagine me trying to fix this with what my partner has at home? Plumbing tape, thread, some really stale bread the birds haven’t gotten yet. It’d be like one of those survival adventure shows where they use their shoes ascooking pots and somehow come home whole. And you know this ship’d never forgive me for it. Every time we took off there’d be that cough saying “remember when you patched me up with bread? Hope you like turbulence you cheap bastard”. [AUDIO]: A couple of metallic clangs, a spinning click, more rustling. Small fidgets and clanks continue as TRAST speaks TRAST: Everyone’s out of the atmosphere. Stars, it’s amazing to look at. We’ve never had all the ships together like this before have we? Well, all the ships but mine. Usually what? It’s patrols of three or solo scouts. Even the big missions only take a squad or two. There must be something pretty compelling up there to get us all ordered into space. And it’s quiet down here. It really shouldn’t be. Not like we’re the bulk of the population or anything but I guess everyone’s glued to their news feeds or watching the sky. There’s no traffic sound either, almost all the ground shuttle pilots are up there with you and I guess no one has anywhere to go. Almost peaceful. [AUDIO] The rustling and tinkering noises ramp up here TRAST: Hey, when whatever this is is all over and we get back down will you do me a favor sir? Don’t tell Tef I spent half the operation on my back in the dirt? He worries, just like our son, and if he hears something was wrong with my ship, I’ll hear about it every launch. He’s already talking about retirement. He has all these ideas to visit parts of this place we haven’t seen, the neighbor moons, even some of the planets nearby and it all sounds… really good, but I’m not ready. I don’t know how to explain that. [AUDIO] Two clicks as switches are flipped TRAST: Looking good up there sir. Thanks for leaving a spot for me on the end. Just need to get this line changed out and do a launch test. [AUDIO] Another spinning, clicking sound, fast and ringing. More tinkering clicks as TRAST continues TRAST: I mean, every time I try to explain the DF to him I sound like a damn recruiting video. My family’s been Defenders since the Ihven Charge, since before this moon even had people on it, and I guess some of the rhetoric soaked in. That’s what he said when Losek joined up. Well, that and a lot of things I’d rather not put on record sir. He’s a good man. He just doesn’t like us- and I quote - “flinging ourselves face first into every bit of danger in the universe on a whim”. [AUDIO] Aftew a few clicks, a staticky boop of acknowledgement TRAST: Aha, here’s the split one. Let’s just…. [AUDIO] A few metclic clinks TRAST: Ugh. Got it. Now where’s that replacement? [AUDIO] Small metal objects clank and roll as TRAST rummages through them, mutter-singing to herself. TRAST: Right then. This is the fiddly bit so… _ AUDIO: A series of twisting ratchet sounds, clicks, gears, and a high ting end with another less staticky acknowledgement_ TRAST: There! Now just… closing up. [AUDIO] A metal door thunks as it closes, followed by the sound of shifting fabric and a person moving. When TRAST speaks next, the echo is nearly gone TRAST: Ok, now to test it. AUDIO: a high electronic chirp followed by a repeating sound, a series of pulses getting gradually quieter ...
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    10 Min.
  • The Last Echoes Presents: Levian
    Aug 4 2023

    Levian is a new high fantasy audio drama from the creator of Desparado and Hug House productions. It sounds amazing and I wanted to share it with you.

    They're currently crowdfunding for their season, but the first episode is out and listenable now. For more details about both please visit https://igg.me/at/levian-podcast/x#/

    Shared with permission by Hug House Productions

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    3 Min.
  • 7.5 Meandall
    Jul 31 2023

    The sound at the top of a tall hospital building on Meandall.

    The Last Echoes is written by Trace Callahan with editing by Evan Tess Murray. Direction is by Evan Tess Murray. Sound design and music are by Trace Callahan.

    We are so glad you’re here to share these stories with us. To find us online, find us at Lastechoes pod, on Twitter, the Fediverse, and Tumblr, or visit our website lastechoes.com. We’d love to hear from you.

    Thank you to our season one supporters, including Maddie, Rebekah, Kate, Anne, Christopher, Holly, Tina, Stephanie, and Caroline.

    Keep telling your story. Together, our stories make our whole world. And when all that’s left is an echo, no one’s voice is small.

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    11 Min.
  • S1E7 - Keep the Ones You Can
    Jul 24 2023
    [AUDIO) We begin on a space station, hearing the hum of the slow turning engine. The room is large and nearly empty. ARCHIVIST: Welcome to the Archives. Before we begin, a note. I have been informed that the record from our last session was judged as inappropriate and irrelevant in relation to the central question. I have therefore been asked to offer an apology, and suggest you ignore the contents of that record in your deliberations. I apologize for wasting any of your time and hope you will hear only what you need to, in future. Our record for review today will be from section 27: Historical Worlds. Today’s sample is from Meandall, which while never part of the Collected, has often been a key part of our region’s history. Please note that any opinions expressed in these samples belong solely to the speaker on record and do not reflect the views of this station, the archival union, or the Collected Archives itself. If anything in this review causes listener distress or confusion please report to the nearest attendant for assistance. Potential sources of distress include mention of a plague, mention of death, and discussion of medical symptoms. Please also note there will be time for questions and observations once the sample has concluded. [AUDIO] [At the sound of an electronic swoop, the sounds of the space station fade away. They are replaced the sounds of a city. Distant and not so distant traffic whizzes by quickly, breaking up the dull rumble of hundreds of generators. Close by, machines hum and whir with an almost musical regularity. These sounds continue uninterrupted throughout the recording. ELPAN DRIST: [with a sigh] All right, here goes. Day 47 - Evening report, second ward South. Dr. Elpan Drist recording. Since this morning’s report, we’ve lost three patients. Two, I mentioned then as critical. The third was a surprise. She still had both her sight and sense of smell as of a few hours ago. Her decline was quick and complete. With these three the ward has lost a total of thirty-seven patients within the last two weeks, just over thirty percent. And… I think we’re supposed to be celebrating. A thirty percent loss two weeks after symptoms present is drastically better than our control ward, which has had between sixty-five and seventy-five percent losses in that timeframe. Half the loss. It’s a good sign for the regimen we’re testing. Although loss of sight is usually the first symptom, our recent success seems to have less to do with preserving any of the senses, and more to do with addressing the issue of muscle control. In the final stage, almost all patients struggle both to breathe and swallow. It may seem like a step backwards but we’ve decided to ignore the recent trials which preserved sight and focus on our three longest-term survivors. ELPAN DRIST: Our research team has a few more tweaks we’d like to make before we start with the next round of patients, and we’re hopeful tha- No. No I- I I…. I can’t. I- I mean, Who’s listening to this report? I know none of my recordings are making it to the general public, and you’re going to add as much spin and hope as you feel necessary no matter what I say, so what the hell? Thirty percent in two weeks. More than half of the world infected and that number growing how quickly now? Are we gonna figure out this cure while there are still any people left to use it? I read the news, even in here. Shutting down the shipyards for upgrades? You mean shutting them down because there aren’t enough healthy and skilled people to keep them going anymore. You need us all here on the ground in the hospitals and food plants. And even we’re spread thin. I asked for two replacement staff a week ago. After all, not all of the thirty-seven started off as patients. We’re doing our best, but we’re tired, and there are only so many hands. We’re making mistakes, and I… It doesn’t matter. We all know it wouldn’t have saved him. No one un-withers. ELPAN DRIST: I wish I could say these words in person. I wish whoever listens to these was down here with the sound of all these people breathing, and the smells, and the waiting that’s heavy enough to feel in the air. I’m sure you’re in the sky where everything’s still clean, breathing filtered air, making choices. Maybe if you were down here you’d make better ones. Maybe your pride wouldn’t be so loud if you had the noise of the ward around you. They offered us an alliance, twice. They offered us help, food and medicine and enough people to keep the world going. It’s not like it was before. We’re not better than them. We’re dying. Who cares who’s in charge of a sick world? Who cares what flag we fly? If you were down here you’d- [sigh] But you’re not. I am, and I don’t make policy. You sent me here to cure the Withering, and I will. So fine, back to the test. This new regimen seems to preserve sight the longest. We’re still not sure why. Several of ...
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    12 Min.
  • 6.5 The Collected Archives
    Jul 17 2023

    This episode is a little different. As the recording from Hune was indoors with very little sound besides the speech itself, we're bringing you the sound of the Archives.

    The Last Echoes is written by Trace Callahan with editing by Evan Tess Murray. Direction is by Evan Tess Murray. Sound design and music are by Trace Callahan.

    We are so glad you’re here to share these stories with us. To find us online, find us at Lastechoes pod, on Twitter, the Fediverse, and Tumblr, or visit our website lastechoes.com. We’d love to hear from you.

    Thank you to our season one supporters, including Maddie, Rebekah, Kate, Anne, Christopher, Holly, Tina, Stephanie, and Caroline.

    Keep telling your story. Together, our stories make our whole world. And when all that’s left is an echo, no one’s voice is small.

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    11 Min.
  • S1E6 - I Choose Them
    Jul 10 2023
    [AUDIO) We begin on a space station, hearing the hum of the slow turning engine. The room is large and nearly empty. ARCHIVIST: Welcome to the Archives. Our record for review today will be from section 27: Historical Worlds. Today’s sample is from Hune, once one of the most successful trade centers of the sector. Please note that any opinions expressed in these samples belong solely to the speaker on record and do not reflect the views of this station, the archival union, or the Collected Archives itself. If anything in this review causes listener distress or confusion please report to the nearest attendant for assistance. Possible sources of distress include mention of an election. Please also note there will be time for questions and observations once the sample has concluded. [AUDIO] [At the sound of an electronic swoop, the sounds of the space station fade away. They are replaced by the muttering and rustling of a crowded room. KAVLIN clears his throat and the muttering and movement quickly fades to silence. KAVLIN DO: Citizens, my friends. To all who have supported me on this long journey, let me start with thank you. We have spent what feels like a lifetime trying to change the world, trying to hold the hearts and minds of a people whose options have felt closed for so long they have forgotten to dream. We have weathered the disdain, disbelief, and discord our opponents have aimed at us. We have risen to every challenge, and we have done so with fire in our bellies and courage in our hearts. What we began two years ago in a common room, our spark of passion, belief, and duty may be paused today but it is not ended. The voters had a choice, and they chose against us. We now have a choice of our own. [AUDIO] the crowd grows briefly restless with a few coughs and the sound of people shifting in their seats I choose them, and I ask you to join me. KAVLIN DO: I choose them because I believe that beneath the fear, beneath the worn and weary eyes and hands around us are the spirits of people who would choose hope if they could reach it. I ask you to join me in bringing that hope just a few spans closer, so that the next time they have a chance it won’t feel too far away to be real. I choose them because I know that the hateful, divisive words they shout and whisper about us every day are born in fear, that they see our joy and our community and it stirs them to anger, but that somewhere within them they’re longing to join us. I ask you to join me in showing them our faces every day. Some of them will never turn to us, but for those few who will, I intend an open door. I choose them because without them we are too few, and without us they are too downcast, but if we can come together we still have the power to change this world before it is too late. I ask you to join me, and to remain steadfast, because it is not too late. Not quite. Today’s defeat means that our world will most likely send them our answer soon, and then, within a blink we’ll be one of their outer worlds. The changes coming within the next few years will be vast, and so quick that they might seem unstoppable. But we have time. If we regain the throat of this world, if we can cry out against the fate of our neighbors just once before being consigned to the dust and darkness, before being asked to leave, to become, to join, then we can remain whole. KAVLIN DO: To those who chose against us, please, listen to what we have been saying. There is no power at stake now. You’ve given that away but hear our voices still repeating our plea for time, for sense, and for care. It is easy to choose fear. It is easy to give away your power and let someone else make the decisions, to watch and to wait. But what begins as easy will end in tears if we let it. We all love our world. It’s home. It’s our history and our future, unless we surrender it to the hunger and might of the great galactic giant. To those who celebrate tonight, the victors, the newly elected committee, I ask three things. I ask first that you set aside time to listen to our cause before you answer them. Now we’re not opponents, but a group of citizens who want to express ourselves. Whether me, or some other speaker, please give us a day to be heard in rational conversation. I ask second that you take steps to preserve our history, that if we become part of the Collected you work with us to ensure we still retain our world’s memory. We have come so far, learned so much, and for it to all be lost in the dust would be a tragedy. Finally, I ask you to let anyone who wishes to leave before we join them do so. They have thousands of worlds with billions of people on them. The few thousands who would go are a speck of dust in the galaxy. Please, give them that choice, that chance to remain themselves. KAVLIN DO: We, and our fate, are the sum of our choices. Today’s has been momentous, and has started a wave which will crash against the shores of our world until its end....
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    10 Min.
  • 5.5 Tiroh
    Jul 3 2023

    Beside a stream in the middle of one of Tiroh's vast fields.

    The Last Echoes is written by Trace Callahan with editing by Evan Tess Murray. Direction is by Evan Tess Murray. Sound design and music are by Trace Callahan.

    We are so glad you’re here to share these stories with us. To find us online, find us at Lastechoes pod, on Twitter, the Fediverse, and Tumblr, or visit our website lastechoes.com. We’d love to hear from you.

    Thank you to our season one supporters, including Maddie, Rebekah, Kate, Anne, Christopher, Holly, Tina, Stephanie, and Caroline.

    Keep telling your story. Together, our stories make our whole world. And when all that’s left is an echo, no one’s voice is small.

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    11 Min.