Sunday February 1, 2009

Book 10: The Longshoreman of the Apocalypse
Part V: The Longshoreman's Apocalypse


Narrator:A hurricane roars at the Credomaran stationwaist.
Narrator:There is a hole in the world.
Narrator:The massive cargo ship M.R. Eatonrun descends on this hole and the stationwaist's cityscape. . . No mean feat in the rotating reference frame.
Narrator:Turbulent winds rip around and through the changing gap throwing dust and debris, smoke and fire, and any caution left lying around.
Narrator:A lone figure stands unbuffeted at the edge of the hole, in the shadow of the mighty ship, and at the heart of the maelstrom.
Narrator:He is the Longshoreman Of The Apocalypse, and at his command this apocalypse is drawn to a crushing end.
Frank Hannibal:Are you getting all this?
Lou:Are you kidding?
Narrator:He is going to make the news.