Music=
1. Fiction
-The xx
"Roads made for journeys- not destinations"
-Confucius
UFOtext=
I. Saint-Emilion
The Count gazed into the crystal eye. His vision grew like the pearl of an oyster. The climbing ivy grew in tendrils around the Valentine blooms of Aphrodite. Princess Lei brushed off the snow upon her shoulder. Her beads of summer sweat rolled off her body like rain drops of divine wine. The sunflowers smiled.
Music=
1. Tell Me
-Boston
"Liberty of thought is the life of the soul."
-Voltaire
UFOtext=
I. The Humming Desert
The drone twinkled in the night sky. Taran watched it hover, then disappear into the jagged crack. He turned to the Jackass-
"You see, these killer drones know their way around. We can follow."
"F**k yea, straight to hell." said the Jackass. He rolled his eyes in the moonshine.
"Look, these fanatical killer drones guard the precious metals- they've done it for tens of thousands of years. Empires collapse & these freak drones go on like nothing happened- they live in the past- total mind control- they're hard wired that way."
"But you have their cyber key."
"Yep."
The Jackass chuckled. He remembered well the day he found that stupid black cyber key- and its ancient room locked & filled with gold bullion. He fondled it warmly.
"Yep. I can turn off those birds any time they get too close. But your lady can't. If they find her- & they probably have- they will kill her. You need to understand that."
For once the Jackass showed empathy for Taran. His eyes watered just a bit.
Taran looked down into the abyss. He remembered well the day he met Astira.
"Astira follows the Way. She is not dead."
The Dragonfly meditated in the starlight. From west to the east the luminous Silk Path arced high in the sky.
