16th Century Iphone

“’Tisis my own face, thou treacherous black mirror! Must I grow yesterday’s beard again?”
“One percent of life remaineth. Quick—take it to the blacksmith and have him hammer in more lightning.”
“The“The cloud is full? Then climb the church steeple and empty it.”
“I wrote, ‘Send ale.’ It hath summoned an army.”
“It demandeth the Wi‑Fi password. Fetch the village witch—this is plainly her jurisdiction.”

Of This Men Shall Know Nothing

With the kind permission of Dr. Walter Holland, for the use of his piece “Of This Men Shall Know Nothing”, available on Walter’s Bandcamp site, as well as through his website, linked below.

I created this immersive world in which the chief intelligence is a type of silica-based “Sand Creators”, just as one might guess, creatures born of sand that can shapeshift into endless forms as a means of communication, but in the way that the slap of intense cold hit me when I first arrived, I was quite surprised to learn how quickly the Sand Creators came to know me. “Classified as a telepathic symbiotic, so far, the only life discovered on this friendly planet, but each one a fine ambassador of their species.” excerpted from the upcoming second book: “The Succession: A fictional account of UFO’s, Abduction, and Alien Knowledge”

Find the first book on Amazon Kindle and hard cover: https://a.co/d/03l72BOC

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