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Shores of Silver Seas; Collected Short Stories: 2000-2006
The Prometheus Project
Chapter 1 Page 1
Shores of Silver Seas; Collected Short Stories: 2000-2006
The Prometheus Project
Chapter 1 Page 1
1. The Prometheus Project
He awakened to the machine with a harsh, inevitable start. For a mad moment the world was a cipher, and his thoughts were confused with the madness of his monstrous form.
Then he remembered. And he mourned the absence of his heart and the sensations that had replaced it, these cold, unquiet workings that whirred, purred and hummed incessantly.
He sealed his various I/O ports and sensors until he could find within his mind a pool of still thought from which the hideous monsters of his past might rise, leviathans and chimeras of the darkest and most unwholesome kind. Black works of memory all claws and dripping fang, poised at the brink of his sanity to pounce upon the tattered corpse of his humanity and devour it in a gluttonous gulp. Ever they lurked, his recollections, at the far side of consciousness, shadows as seen at the edge of a flickering flame, watching or angered that they should be watched, poised to prey upon him or to run from his feral searches of them, real or false as his fickle mood would have it.
Though never lucid or clear, he thought he could see far enough into the darkness that was his existence prior to the machine, and in that distance he thought he could see a man. A man that had stared back at him countless times from the silvered surfaces of mirrors and from the bottoms of polished spoons. A man he once knew to be himself.
And, though never lucid or clear, he thought he could eventually feel the flames that had ultimately loved him to the brink of death. He thought he could feel the sheer, mortal touch of the luminescent fingers and the hot breath of the goddess inferno as she lingered about his fading soul, ready to bear him far away into the depths of infinity.
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