Category: Lower CoSMOS

Lower CoSMOS: MON-Day morning/ MON-Day Night

“These devils, these demons, who called themselves the Vant…”             Vernacular is used to reflect the blue people’s language. Those on the earth. Presumably blue....

Lower CoSMOS-Life of Lance Vier #6

“Now is the time we settle our differences.”             My brain overloaded. All these people somehow are connected to me and my father who I...

Lower CoSMOS-Milmurt’s Visit

“It smells of Mon in here. Is that how you arrived?”             “Hello!”             Milmurt said outside of the large round spiral vessel, nestled into...

Lower CoSMOS-Life of Lance Vier #5

“It’s Gothia. Don’t look.”             We waited in a metal warehouse, on an abandoned lot with an unkempt home on the outside. I presumed some...

Lower CoSMOS-Life of Lance Vier #4

“Hope is worthless unless we use it.”             Pibb sat on the driver’s side as I rounded the back. His mouth moved on the inside...