Blood Prism exists in an alternate San Francisco, inhabited by old gods, ghosts, and gold rush madams.  Join a cast of characters, real and mycological, on a wild ride through the Catskill Mountains, down the River Styx, and into a place, where love might just be stronger than destiny…or maybe not.

Blood Prism is created by E.E. King, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Blood Prism

I went to Greene this morning and stopped by my post box. There’s never anything there. I don’t know why I keep it, really. But today, out of the blue, I get this letter from Eddie! I don’t even know how he found my address. But, he’s a cop. I guess he has resources. 


He’s in San Francisco. He’s fifty-two, got two kids and no wife. I guess no one’s life is perfect. 


Seems he ate a muffin and thought of me. Life’s funny that way. 


Well, it’s funny in a lot of ways, actually. He wants me to visit. Maybe I will. 


Eddie seems more open now… living in San Francisco and all. Maybe the point of all my blind wandering is to go back to my beginnings and be accepted for who I am. Or maybe I’m just getting my hopes up for nothing. But Eddie’s note made me a little optimistic. 


Maybe I can track Mark down when I’m there. Hell, I may even go visit the folks if I get the nerve.


Jim Greene, NY — 1985 Message from the Past