Every year, on the anniversary of Gwen’s death, he returned to Clovis to stand in the cold desolation, hearing the wind moan through the lonely passes, feeling her loss all over again.
On this anniversary, he wasn’t alone in Clovis. He heard the noises rustling in the brush. He smelled the raw river of Shadow tech. Then he saw it:
The claws …
The flicking tail …
The maniacal, glittering eyes fixed on him …
“I’ve been waiting for you,” it said in a grating voice as it attacked.
* * * * *
Far away, across the cosmos in a city of wondrous crystal towers, two people watch in horror as the desperate scene at Clovis unfolds. They had worked so hard, sacrificed so much, even argued for it before the gods. They convinced the gods they were right, that they knew best, and everything would go well.
But, things weren’t going well at Clovis.
If this situation went poorly, then ages worth of work would be lost, and, just possibly, the universe might come to an end.
Science Fiction/Fantasy author and Texas native who grew up in western Ohio. He
has been writing since before he could write, often scribbling alien lingo on
any available wall or floor with assorted crayons. He attended The Ohio State
University and majored in English Literature. Ren has been an avid lover of
anything surreal since childhood, he also has a passion for caving, urban
archeology and architecture. His highly imaginative “League of Elder”
book series is published by Loconeal Publishing
Autocon the same question. “Tell me, what is ‘love’?”
question. Every day it would offer a different answer.
and a stab in the back.”
devoured fruit that will not digest and will not be expelled without
to hallucinations, nausea, insanity and then death.”
laughed. “I believe you have no idea what love is. You’ve answered all my
other questions or demanded I venture into the depths; why not this one? Love
must be truly grand if it’s unknown to you.” –Kat discussing the
topic of love with her Autocon.