Introduction to Critical Appreciation

Dust blind and

Oxygen starved faces

Bandana wrapped

Flannel wrapped men

In dirty denim and

Scuffed leather

Shift grain making

Milk bones and cheerios

Seeing no difference

Shuffle low backs bent

Through concrete tunnels

Made for smaller men

From the past

Damp below river level

To shaking man-hoists

lifting us to the roof

Choking we gulp air

We feel warm sun

We see cool blue skies

We admire white waves breaking

On a beautiful lake

Creating Niagara’s fine silver plume

Red hulls down and

White sails singing

Past green river banks below

Through crusted eyes

And John Flynn of porcine eyes

And 20 years in the shit

Says to no one Fucking Beautiful

And I sixteen with a union card

Say yes it is

And he of the pig eyes and red face

Says you asshole what the fuck

Do you know about it?

The world is young, dark, and rough. But the bright light of civilization illuminates the highly advanced Island Nation of Athlan, a country of order, balance, and progress.

However, the world is changing, and what is solid becomes fractured. Amidst this epic era of devolution, the never-ending cosmic battle for control of earth has centered on Athlan. While celestial forces gather, wielding power unimagined, the Marfach Gardai, human defenders of Athlan, ready themselves for the final conflict with the lethal, mindless Armies of the Night. Athlanians, great and small, men and women, will die in bloody droves, incapable of understanding or escaping their fate as Great Athlan destroys itself. Witnessing the battle for her planet, Mother Earth joins the fray with a small but extremely potent cadre of once-women who defend the earth with their lives. In the end, everyone will become a pawn on the empyrean board of life and death, and the game is in doubt . . .