StarChild: A Science-Fiction Romance Adventure Novel
“A future romance exploring not only the deepest reaches of interstellar space, but also the deepest recesses of the Human heart -- our innermost selves”.
It's now the year of our Lord, 2915… Human civilization having attained near perfection... and Womankind's very first starship, the S.E.A.S.S. StarChild, is about to disembark on its bachelor voyage to the stars…
There it will encounter absolute Hell. A Hell that changed Human herstory for the very worst nearly 7,000 years before— threatening to do that very same thing YET AGAIN!!!
Yet even so StarChild is more than just science fiction, just as much an adventure romance novel set in the future, a strong element of mystery added. Mostly a love story in the truest sense, the main focus of StarChild is on people and the Human element versus mere gadgetry and futuristic jargon.
And with its powerful depiction of a better society StarChild could even be looked upon as a mistress blueprint for a much better society than that we know today, hope for a brighter future known as the “New Matriarchate”—the Tammyite Matriarchy.
Depicted in a more intelligent, realistic, sophisticated, and sensitive manner than normally experienced in works of fiction involving matriarchal civilizations it is a time in which “history” has been replaced by “herstory”, delving as well into our past as well as the future.
Prologue (Part One):
(Wednesday, October 27th, 2038 A.D.)
And so this day's world comes to an end,
The devil's last victory now at hand,
The ashes of victims a constant blight,
While the stench of evil now fills the night...
And those few of us left don't seem to care,
That death-camp winter now chills the air.
Nowhere to run,
Nowhere to hide,
As freedom and justice,
Are all swept aside...
Scarlet men now taking the lead,
Their sinful ways spreading like weeds.
Yet even now hope's on the way,
Goodness and mercy having their say,
God finally coming to set us all free,
Passing along His final decree...
Promoting Woman to rule over man,
Leading the way with a much sweeter hand!
Death, damnation, darkness, cold. Cries of despair, hopelessness, and the constant stench of evil. The culmination of all the Human soul dreads; the fever of plague, pestilence, and famine holding the entire world in their cruel, sadistic, grip.
Calamity without end in sight, waves washing now over nearly every land, the waters cleansing now the poor Earth of all its suffering; the "Lion's Roar" now crushing their very progenitors under the awesome sound of their mighty bellow...
Patriarchate rule now passing into oblivion...
And as that horrid state of Human affairs reaches its ultimate climax, a future quite different just around the corner, the master architect of all this mayhem cries out his ultimate blasphemy, the end of all his pernicious scheming now in sight:
"I am the Lord thy God!” that vile creature of all time did vent all his burning rage...
"I am the Lord thy God!!", that fearsome dragon declared yet a second time still, high hopes dashed against the Risen Rock quickly approaching...
"I AM the Lord thy God!!!", that author of all heinous evil cried now a third time yet, summoning at last with his foul declaration that only one greater than he:
"NO!!! You are NOT the Lord God Almighty!!!", a supreme voice even mightier than his denounced him from behind – a sudden light flooding the dim, dark, chamber in which that father of all lies did rant and rage...
"But I Am that I Am! I am the Creator of all that you covet. I am the Alpha and Omega, the Lord Judge of all who oppose My Holy Will: And for this day's work I pass final judgment on both you and all mankind. From this day forward the rule of man is over, the rule of Woman begins eternal!"
"DAMN YOU NAZARENE!” that serpent of old did turn at last, facing his arch rival -- a beatific figure in the whitest robes of absolute splendor, a golden crown resting upon His noble brow.
No time left, however, to protest the Risen Lamb's just decision... choosing instead to flee that scene of shattered fortune… that wicked monster made a quite hasty retreat, leaving in the wake of such humiliating defeat that pathetic creature of mere flesh and blood possessed he up to now for so very long.
And as Colonel Philippe “Sanguinary” Scarlett looked around him, left now on his very own… abandoned now by both God and devil… he gazed, aghast, beyond that grand balcony across the dark-again chamber in which he knelt, bowed and beaten.
And gazing out over that land he once ruled with bloody hand – a fallen tyrant forsaken – he watched with horror that mighty wall of ocean sweep away with a thunderous roar both he and his once terrible empire… a mountain of water relegating all such as he to the hoary pages of herstory past.