Nowhere to Hide…
I’ve been sitting here looking at this page for like 45 minutes (no joke) trying to figure out something pithy and witty to say about it, and I got nothing. Not that this isn’t a cool page with intriguing developments because, in my humble opinion, I believe it is. I guess everything I have to say is just right there on the page, which is a good thing.
Be here NEXT WEEK for the FINAL page of the prologue to Beyond Familiar Shores 2. We go out with a BANG in just 7 days!
Till next time!
P.S. HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!
-Matt-
Time for a leap of faith.
What she really said was
“Run my Son! Build a kickass submarine with a cyborg captain and a 1 eyed, 3 legged, dog. Then become a vampire and KILL THESE BASTARDS WITH A GIANT MACHINE GUN! Make Mamma Proud!!!”
It was just washed up a bit for the history books…
Agreed. This is nothing more than revisionist history at its finest (or worst, depending on your point of view).
…and then young Carver accidentally misplaced one decimal in the new coordinates….and found himself at a Vogon Poetry slam….he was never the same after that.
Dear God that would be cruel!
Better Nazis than Vogons.
Yes, but are they worse that inter-dimensional Nazis?