Decent Land: The Dance of The Gator

Prologue

Lee David Tyrrell

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Art by Author

If you look to the stars at night, and chance has favoured your timing, you might catch the thin twinkle of a large fleet of ships. Throughout a planet’s life, they pass only once, as they move ever onward t’ward their Decent Land of prophecy. In the front wave, sixty vessels join to form a vanguard; behind them follow many hundreds more. When they first took up flight, I cannot tell…

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Lee David Tyrrell

Fiction writer, mostly attracted to sci-fi and strange, experimental tangents. I’ve also worked as a music journalist for Clash, eGigs, eFestivals & C64 Audio.