The silence following the crash was absolute, a heavy, ringing vacuum that smelled of ozone and shattered crystal. I lay in the crater of the Lumina-7, my skeletal fingers twitching as my "god-aura" still flickered like a dying candle. The Vril-essence I had siphoned from the pilots acted as a numbing salve, stitching my essence... Continue Reading →
9.5 The Discordant Cargo
I was a stowaway on the Mylar vessel, hoping I was heading to Lemuria, but still not quite sure. It is a bitter irony, I mused, the vibration of the Star-Glass floor rattling my flattened essence. To think that while the rest of the mortals on the Flat Earth have only recently been celebrating the... Continue Reading →
9.4 The Shadow in the Star Glass
Chapter 4: The Shadow in the Star-Glass The Mylar vessels of impossible tech were fast approaching and the nearest had almost reached my perched. As it got closer I could see it hover with the arrogant, weightless grace of a dragonfly - its translucent hull of Star-Glass shimmering with the iridescence of oil on water.... Continue Reading →
9.3 The Mirror and The Mist
Location: The Lands Beyond the Second Ice WallTimeline: Sixth Age, Spring 51 As I dragged my wretched form over the final edge of the violet-gold crystal of the monstrous Ice Wall that guarded Lemuria, the screaming winds that ever howled during my journey through New Atlantis suddenly stopped. In its place was a silence so... Continue Reading →
9.2 Journey Through New Atlantis
Location: New AtlantisTimeline: Sixth Age, Winter 50 The world has become a smear of bruised violet and bone-white static. I am walking—if you can call this erratic, drunken lurching "walking"—across the Great Shadow. Behind me, the first inner wall has vanished into the murk. Before me, there is only the howling void of the southern... Continue Reading →
9.1 A Cold Wind Blows
Location: Across the flat earth from Atlantis to "Antarctica"Timeline: Sixth Age, Winter 50 to Fall 51 Imagine, if you will, the God of Death—a being who once rode the solar winds of Illyria—huddled in the lightless, stinking bilge of a Phoenician merchant cog. Because that is precisely where I found myself after the "Leviathan Incident."... Continue Reading →
8.11 The Golden Summer
Location: MonthavenTimeline: Sixth Age, 52nd Year, Late Spring and All Summer Ah, the climax of the termite’s little drama. Emcorae sprinted out of that cottage, abandoning his "studies" and his grandmother’s cabbage stew without a second thought - it a masterclass in mortal impulsivity. He scrambled onto that mare of his, Joanne, and rode like... Continue Reading →
8.9 Star-Crossed Lovers
Location: MonthavenTimeline: Sixth Age, Year 52, Early Spring The Grand Gesture “Oh, Alyssa, I hope this works. It seems crazy but I guess Tiffania is right: if Lynsy never sees me then how will she ever know if she likes me?” Emcorae's thoughts were a transparent mix of compelled romance and tactical stupidity. The plan, devised... Continue Reading →
8.5 Village of the Mundane
Location: Monthaven. Timeline: Sixth Age, Year 52, Early Spring. We are now forced to suffer through more about Emcorae Azop—that tiresome little bastard. These next few chapters are the toughest to endure. They are the sound of a universe grinding to a halt for the sake of a boy’s heartbeat. If you like love stories,... Continue Reading →
Did Admiral Byrd’s Last Voyage Prove HOLLOW Earth?
📜 ADMIRAL BYRD’S FINAL LOG: The Day the Surface World Was Banned from the Inner Earth The Ice Wall and the Ultimate Secret If you're reading this it's probably because you already recognize that the Globe Model is merely a propaganda tool of the world's elites, enforced by the theatrical circus of NASA, to keep... Continue Reading →
The Apocrypha of Azazel 