Altermation

One day you might wake up someplace you don't know.
Somewhere unfamiliar, somewhere new, somewhere you-don't-know-where.

In my case that place is 10 000 years ago.
I'm a long way from home, and I'm NOT going the long way round.

Inventing Civilisation with two Sticks

The sun beams through the window in the early hours of the morning. The sparrows chirp gently, perched upon the outer oaks. Everything is still ~ quiet ~ serene and


A hand slAMS against the bedside table. The clock falls. It still rings.


Prologue