Our Memory Like Dust

We tell stories to hold on to what has been loved and lost. To sustain memory. To create new myths . . .

An aid-worker is betrayed while helping thousands escape a massacre. A secretive businessman wages clandestine war against a ruthless energy cartel. An air convoy – its illicit cargo destined for hostile militants – vanishes over the Sahara. Meanwhile, as millions fleeing famine, genocide and environmental collapse seek refuge across the Mediterranean, their genii begin to intrude into reality. And deep within the desert something precious and terrible has been lost – something which could overwhelm them all . . .

Usan Abasi's Lament

Years after the events of "Lament for the Fallen", Isaiah tells of the myth of Usan Abasi, who was punished by the Sky God to spend eternity in the form of a brass bowl and imprisoned within a vast termite mountain. Now the ceremony which ensures that Usan Abasi remains dormant has failed, and his ancient evil awakes. A free, stand-alone short-story set in the city of Ewuru and linking "Lament for the Fallen" to a forthcoming novel.

Lament For The Fallen

Isolated and with his orbital city hiding in the rubble of a devastating war, Samara falls 35,000km to escape from the space-based prison of Tartarus, smashing into the jungle near an isolated Nigerian village. Struggling to heal, and hunted by a brutal warlord in a ruthless land, Samara searches for a way home to the woman he loves.