The Feather of Alt-Truth

In these enlightened days of alt-facts, the feather of alt-truth weighs heavy indeed. The scales of justice are wonkier than willy and the gate to the alt-erlife is flung wide and guarded by the ultra-rich. Like the Catholic church of old, the presidents of the not-so-free world offer tantalising glimpses of alt-heaven in exchange for a lifetime of wretched misery.

Why search the shadows for monsters? They’re there, centre-stage, laughing at you…

’tis easier for a camel to click this link: the balance is all

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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