Jonas Artrek

“The Algorithm was Justice. The Neon God – Judge and Jury.”
― Louise Blackwick, 5 Stars

“They traversed the lounge, side-stepping the occasional onanist and paying no heed to the slack-jawed, giggling addicts. A few feet away, a young woman had put her tattooed posterior on display. Aurora noticed her tattoos were dynamic, changing like a slideshow each time her bottom was slapped.”
― Louise Blackwick, 5 Stars

“Vivian, look!’ chirped Kate, looking up at the amber skies. ‘It’s a sundog!’

Vivian stared into the waking light of Christmas dawn and saw not one, but two rising suns.

‘They’re rare, these. Must be the low-hanging ice crystals creating an echo. A mirror to the sun.’

Like an enormous blade of Æbe’trax, the parhelion had parted the sky in two sectors – one small and made out of dawn, the other large and moulded by nightfall. Each side was dominated by its own mirror-sun, strung across the low firmament like two Christmas baubles.

Vivian squinted. The larger sun was grazed by a shadow.”
― Louise Blackwick, The Book of Chaos

“Hiki Komori stirred Aurora away from the orgy and handed her a clean napkin.

‘Sorry about them. It’s the Rhapsody. To them, the real world is something akin to a cardboard reality.’

‘Why do it at all?’ she pouted, trying to wipe her shoe with the napkin. ‘Why take the damn drug?’

‘To escape their mortality, naturally. The great curtain call frightens them, so they avoid the applause. More so, they perform badly, spitting their lines out in spite. They are embittered and hungry and will no doubt eat your child.

'Yes, the soul of humanity will end in two days. But we’ve buried its body fifty decades before, wouldn’t you think? Come, Miss Aurora,’ he beckoned, ‘the lair of the Dragon runs deeper still.”
― Louise Blackwick, 5 Stars