“Stay quiet and you’ll be okay!”
— Mohammed Atta
“The unreal borrows from the real, the cinema from life, if you know what I mean.”
— Harry Harrison, In Our Hands The Stars (1970)
18 May 2094
“Todd, she swarm, so the beasts and beauties hunted owe her some. Point-blank sympathy. She the woman who planned to kidnap the Moderns of the Kremlin as a family. A family, fighting & hating. Desper-competitive world going n-com.”
Now Todd has a mortal clash with Al Aswad.
The Swarthy One, who covets the Weed of Passion. The enemy. Bonds of guilt.
At the height of their fame, they had created an empire. Viva Al Aswad & the Martian Woman!
“Todd, she a bloody brave little pro hunter of billionaires. Creating an interstellar crisis for sport.
Take this from an old con-badger.”
(to be continued)
György Ligeti – Lux Aeterna (1966)
Peter Bies © 2011