Certificate PG

Death hummed a fiery melody in anticipation. He whipped his carriage of corpses and horses of bones into shape and action. The courtroom lowered its...

Phone rings. Number recognized. "Sir." "Hello, son." "Hello, sir. How are you?" "I'm donig just fine. I, uh, I just wanted to let you know that I'm...

Calban endures life in the very dull, and very efficient world of the Martan Empire and Gallanol, in which business, work and human life have been moulded into a soulless state of perfection. But is it perfection for the bored and miserable workers who work in its dull life controlling economy?

Long again, the way home;