Sunday 2 April 2017

11,984 by Scott T Evans

Author of Foxavier & Plinka


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About the Book


Can a family of scientists from a totally peaceful society build a spaceship without killing each other?


Not Yet Released - Coming Later in 2017


Keep reading for an excerpt:


Warning: This material contains punctuation from the future.


It starts with an explosion so big, our puny minds cannot comprehend its size--millions of times larger than our entire planet It keeps erupting for billions of kilodays, over and over . . . blazing . . . flaring . . . giving all Burning so hot, matter disintegrates to the 14th subatomic level Do you have any freaking idea how hot that is?

It generates multitudes of electro-gravito-psychic particles and waves(such as alpha, gamma, photonic, subphotonic, limbaugh holes, and malala fields) which radiate out to the cosmos

And travel 95 million kiloflivvers, and cool 2 million degrees rambo, before reaching us

The earth rolls out of bed each morning, and showers in this cosmic bouillabaisse we call "day"

The sun rises today, as usual, but on this 93rd day of eightuary, in the kiloday 4377[year 11,984 in our system] it's red

As if it were pissed off about something

It lets loose like a dropped sack of flour and all is rosy Copper light spreads along the coast, that stretches like it has all the time in the world An army of rouge photons barrages the rolling hills, lush with trees, studded with emerald crystal boulders, beside the roaring waves, crashing an ecstatic symphony of white noise Seagulls provide entertainment, dive bombing fish, and squawking over scraps All of it, as if the paint from an amateur watercolor landscape bled

A dome sits on top of one nicely proportioned hill, breaking the natural asymmetry, as unnecessary as a pearl on a neck, peeking through the foliage, glassy as an eye, with a perfect view

This hemisphere, shiny and transparent as a soap bubble, can hold 500 comfortably, but has an occupancy of only 7 The floor reflects like a flat round mirror, composed of the same infinitely thin, smooth, and immovable material as the walls, plasticineum 293 Light bounces around it, making it sparkle like a ruby

Seven dark doorways line an inside length of the curved wall In each shadowed recess stands the shriveled remains of what appears to have been a person at one time The crimson gently caresses these warped cadavers, covered in dents, as if vacuum packed The cosmic color carves every wrinkle in their gnarled skins

The first mummy stands tall and calm in is cubby hole, with no distinguishing features except for a serious face, a bald head, and the general appearance of something that shriveled up and died a megaday ago

The second specimen towers over the first at 1.29 flivv (29% taller than average) and has more meat on er bones, for a corpse Er nerf ball of white hair shines bright

The third taxiderm crouches down in an eternal struggle with constipation Is stasis tube conforms to is short, skinny shape, rusty, somewhat normal looking, for a sarcophagus

The fourth mannequin has blue hair, which sprouts up and to the side Er petrified frame is petite, and thin as a starved carcass E holds both er arms forward, like frankenstein

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