Children Of The Coliseum – OUT NOW
From birth, Zack and Mel were timelined to engage in mortal combat. One, a quiet, hypersensitive aesthete – almost a caricature of introversion – and the other, a rough-and-tumble warrior-personality… sporty, and flamboyantly athletic. Who could have predicted the outcome of the predestined timeline… is a figure of speech applying to previous eras… but not the shock; how could Zack come up trumps? Soft timelines left gaps in the explication of just how the reverse-co-opted reluctant soldier rose to the challenge of facing down his childhood buddy and stamping upon their rivalry once and for all! One thing was for certain: The technological powers of all of civilisation, greedily riven from futurism, far outpaced the imaginations of those twenty-third century dreamers… and they had lessons to learn from fate’s vagaries, and vendettas to exact inside those there nightmares illuminated by such sciences. Veritably, many did regret that Rome might have ever ascertained the peak of culture; the Coliseum.
As Jovia Dawns – OUT NOW
As Johnathon settled into channel, he unearthed the sprites of the known universe. What could go wrong – as one contrives to glimpse into the infinitudes of space and its inhabitants, spooling identities senselessly outwards – he thought? Narrowly, he dodged his own run-ins with recalcitrant proto-villains… yes… the ancestral evils of the cosmos… and instead, encountered L’doad’a… a squat alien living on Jupiter, who benevolently installed into his mind an interface to allow him to sort devils from damsels, and really draft into his consciousness the true storytellers of a conflict-laden galaxy. For The Milky Way held many occult symphonies, to be heard only by the unknown listener… amplified against their will every so often and dragged into fiery light for the onlooker to engage: What is identity, and what is the moral truth of sentience? War seesaws up and down on a fulcrum of Johnathon’s slow exposition as he unveils Atlantis, aliens and more – each with their own stake of centrality-to-narrative to allege ownership of… in the cosmo-political operas of star systems, so many unchartered, but all axially welded to their own brands of the story of good, eager to articulate it by the luminosities of their own solar days.
Simulacrum Skies – OUT NOW
After submitting to an international matrix of computer programming strings that usurp all available conscious beings, Peter Harris extended his trembling hand upwards at the universe for alternatives, only to discover Merertha – an adherent of the very same technocratic stratagems. Will Claire, his USAF dominatrix, be able to cajole him of the righteousness of such electronic destinies, or will he be left to bob about involuntarily for analogous galactic plots to path at he? Only time, and stoic spunk, could ever possibly tell.