Douglas Adams. Young Zaphod Plays It Safe A large flying craft moved swiftly across the surface of an astoundingly beautiful sea.
Henry Lion Oldie.
Henry Lion Oldie. The prophet “Arise, oh prophet, hark and see, Perform that will o’mine! And wandering through lands and seas Burn hearts by verbal fire.” A. S.
William Gibson. Fragments of A Hologram Rose That summer Parker had trouble sleeping.
THERE was a little fish—a salt-water fish—of good family: I don’t recall the name—you will have to get that from the learned people.
Not that I didn’t like my Uncle Varun. I was just a bit cross with him. Vanmkaka* that’s what I call him, is my father’s youngest cousin.