It is the dawn of the sixth millenium and the skies are darkening, for the suns themselves are fading. Humans reached the stars long ago, building a Republic of high technology and universal emancipation — and then squandered it, fought over it, and finally lost it.
The fiery passion of love denied form knows no bounds, and for those who choose to risk the pain of loss for the chance for a tender caress, life-in-death is endlessly bittersweet pain. In such a bleak and hopeless existence, the promise of love is one of the only beacons of hope in the face of Oblivion.
The drab canvas of the North Korean army tent flaps in the wind as the dark-haired man carefully packs C-4 into a gutted teddy bear. A grandson of the Kurdish diaspora, he'll make sure this toy gets into the hand of a Turkish child. Meanwhile, half the world away, a clean-cut French banker hands a briefcase to a hunched Canadian Army veteran in a... [click here for more]
The roar of jet turbines gives way to the din of jungle insects as the Colombian army VH-22 disappears over the trees. We're alone now, on the sweltering slopes of the Cordillera Occidental, fifty klicks behind FARC lines. And ten klicks from the crash site-an F-23 downed over enemy territory. The CIA didn't tell us what it had been up to-probab... [click here for more]
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