The world is neon and dust.There is nothing more than the flesh. There is nothing greater than the wires. There is nothing to dream that is not sold and nothing to worship that is not made. It is a mirrorshade world of human reflections, every red hunger and every black passion worshiped in cathedrals of glass and greed. The great love their sins like children and the least want only... [click here for more]
It wasn't your idea. It never has to be. You just do the job and collect your pay. There's a big red hole in your credit after the wires you picked up at the stitcher. There's a little red dot on the back of this man's head. He'll probably understand why you're pulling the trigger. You? You're just the prophet of someone else's revelation. Forget it, offworlder. It's Polychrome. ... [click here for more]