Twenty-seven - Volteface
I spot the silver hardcover with its blue title on the spine. It’s in a pile of new books, another book retelling the history of the Spartans, another on Greek civilisation, several others about new age thought on synchronicity, and still more by Solzhenitsyn which I had picked up at a second hand book store. And still, the silver hardcover stood tall amongst the other books that I knew would also be a prized read. And yet the silver book still stood out because it provided a challenge…
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Twenty-six - Pangushi and his dogs
Pangushi and his dogs were found in the middle of the great desert one Thursday afternoon around tea time…
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Twenty-five - The Coven - A Script for a Comic Book
Astis stands wearily, his war uniform torn and ragged, his hands resting on a great longsword. The sword is bloodied, as are his hair, beard and face. Enod stands to his side. He is placing ammunition into his shotgun…
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Twenty-four - Oracle 2 - Knowledge
They all watched silently as the discarded chains began to shift and writhe upon the desert sands like angry snakes, clanking and shaking where another beast might hiss and spit…
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Twenty-three - Übermensch
It was all meteors and
Wizards and magic words and
Secret formulae and
Struck by lightning
And
Last son of another
Planet
Back then that was
All the rage…
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Twenty-two - Treaclewood
The run did size upon the day,
the myre did gimble to the lair,
the lair was dank in Treaclewood,
all was knee deep in despair…
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Twenty-one - The Eclectic Manifesto
There is no easy answer to the riddle of why we create, but it is the question which lies at the heart of understanding who and what we are as human beings…
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Twenty - The Burial - A Play for Radio
Exterior shot. Funeral procession walking down road. The camera focuses on feet walking in slow motion. The shoes are all black, the ground is dusty and clouds of dirt rise as they walk. The shot is overlaid briefly with the sight and sound of static. Colour seems drained from the scene, it is mostly made up of shades of black, white, and grey with occasional tinges of blue…
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Nineteen - Ape Man in the House of Usher
He skidded to a halt before the waterfront to see hundreds of planes buzzing above like some angry hive of insects, the droning noise of their engines a fierce hum in the air that accompanied the brutal explosions erupting from the bombs they dropped upon the vessels beneath them. Battleships and aircraft carriers rolled in the red waves, their decks breaking apart with fire, their hulls cracking like eggshells as the crews aboard raced back and forth, looking for a way to defend themselves, looking for a way to escape, looking in vain. There were bodies in the water, a raging sea already red with blood…
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Eighteen - Hymn to Hades
And now I shall remember you, and another song too…
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