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Title: The Crumbler: Prolouge
Post by: George Potter on January 09, 2007, 10:42:39 pm
The Crumbler
a novel
by
George Potter





Prolouge: Dead Men Sing


My name is Carl, and I am a dead man.

Don't feel sadness for me, friend. I lived a long and interesting life -- better than most of my brothers and sisters around this world get, by a damn sight. In fact, I spent much of that life trying to turn eyes and attention towards the plight of those less fortunate than me. I can't say I made any big impression -- except in the minds and egos of my fellow fortunate. But maybe I did some good.

Can anyone say more?

The first thing you learn about being dead is that it's pretty lonely. You can't talk to the living and most of your fellow dead are a stuck up lot, fixated on their own problems and baggage. You mostly wander about and look at the living. You see good and bad and lots and lots of apathy. It's much like life in that sense. You wander around and see things that you want to stop or urge to continue. Justice, injustice, and the bitter fact of inertia. Sometimes you get lucky and maybe stop an injustice, or reward a justice. Most often, what you do is slam face first into old apathetic inertia. The wall of Not Me and Screw You, Pally.

The second thing you learn about being dead is that it's just as mysterious and crazily enigmatic as life was. Some age old questions get answered, sure. But a million more take their place. It makes you wonder if there's a state beyond death. It makes you a little afraid that -- if there is -- it'll just be another crazy carnival ride.

It's enough to have you pining for good old oblivion.

I'm luckier than most. Both of those facts about being dead affect me less than others.

I have a companion, after all. And she knows things, even if she is a bit tight lipped.

Enough of that though. I'm not here to complain or talk about myself. In life I was a writer, and I suppose that was the reason I was chosen to tell this story. Don't worry -- I won't be blathering to you in my own voice like this for much longer. To tell this story I'll have to get wild. I'll have to jump around in time and space. I'll have to draw together threads that never should have knotted. Because that's the way the events I now relate transpired. That's the way the flowers fell, my wife in life liked to say.

(Lord I miss her, and dream of alabaster white shoulders and ruby lips often, and wake up crying. Yes, the dead both sleep and cry. I am only grateful that my current companion is not the jealous sort.)

To tell this story, I must sing to you -- sing you a song in the voice of dead men. A voice that's something like a dream and something like a hope. A voice heard on the deep layers of self.

I must sing a song of heros that you have never heard of. A song of epic deeds that you did not see despite the fact that they took place under your nose. Of men and women and children just like you who fought a war they didn't start. Who stood up to face the greatest evil you never knew existed, all afraid and trembling, but they stood nonetheless.

Stood their ground, terrified, and said 'No.' I am prouder than anything that I stood beside them. That I saw them take their stand. That I was chosen to tell their tale.

A song of love, a song of pain, a song of hope and glory. A song of hate, a song of betrayal -- of revenge and gods and devils.

A song, not of facts, but of truth -- a tricker and more beautiful goal.

I only hope my poor broken voice is up to the task.

Listen:
Title: Re: The Crumbler: Prolouge
Post by: George Potter on January 09, 2007, 10:44:43 pm

First chapter tomorrow, a chapter a day after that. I'm just gonna bang it out.

The novel is a tessellation, a construction of hexes: six characters in six 'books' with six chapters each.

Some of you are in in, thinly disguised. :D

Here we go!
Title: Re: The Crumbler: Prolouge
Post by: ShortyDawkins on January 09, 2007, 10:49:48 pm
Damn, George! That's one hell of a start!

Shorty
Title: Re: The Crumbler: Prolouge
Post by: Ghost on January 09, 2007, 11:00:13 pm
I am looking forward to the ride...write on!