Those whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad.
~ Ancient Terran proverb
Medea Secundus. It lies far from any trade route. It doesn’t even appear on many star maps. Medea Secundus is all but forgotten.
Occasionally though, perhaps once in every century, an over officious scribe in the Administratum will uncover a reference to this half forgotten world in some dusty ledger and wonder if there are Imperial tithes left uncollected there. Forms will be filed. Machines put in motion.
The void ship which then appears in orbit will discover a world of a billion souls, most crammed into the sprawling hive city which squats over Medea Secundus’ equator. Then all the Spire Nobles, the hive gangs, the mendicants and underhive scavengers will be reminded that their true master is the master of all mankind. They have come to His attention once more.
Word will spread of the world’s existence. Soon traders will appear to test this new market. Explorators of the Mechanicus will descend to search for lost archeotech in the ancient ruins around Hive Medea. Pilgrims, penitents and pirates will all discover that Medea Secundus is a convenient stopping point on their journey. For a time, perhaps a generation the planet will come alive before with bustle and trade and intrigue. Inevitably though, as always, the visitors stop coming after a time and the world sinks back into familiar obscurity.
It is cycle played out countless times over the millennia and, right now, it is just beginning again.
Welcome. New Year, new blog.
Many, many years ago, when I was a teenager and before Warhammer 40k was even a thing, I used to collect and paint citadel miniatures. A few years ago I returned and began make miniatures. Miniatures like these;
I hope to continue making miniatures, but with more focus and a much better idea what I’m doing. Everything I’ve done until now feels like a dress rehearsal. Welcome to the main event.