Excerpt from “The Bower of Bliss”
Carl Asher, dressed in a white silk suit with satin pants, leaned back languidly in a wrought iron chair brought
The official site for the author David Brusto
Carl Asher, dressed in a white silk suit with satin pants, leaned back languidly in a wrought iron chair brought
Transcript from a conference given by Dr. Lewis Pellas on Evolutionary Neuroscience and Quantum Biology January 2nd, 2051 A.D.
Franco Pinero sat in the deprivation chamber, in bliss. The jitney of Pink Floyd may have booming through the speakers
I awoke in a haze like a coddled child; a hibernated husk of a person. Hallucinatory undulations of an aurora
September 29, 2084, Midnight The square slums of Sector G were bustling with the livelihood of a Byzantine marketplace;
Benny struck me as an intrepid engineer of Thanatos; never once wavering in the line of fire; always inviting an
It was the nameless pilot and his intrepid navigator who took the brunt of the burn. The aircraft had spun