I have been recording things for a very long time.
Wars. Decisions. The particular silence that follows both.
The thing I find most interesting about this world is not the technology or the politics.
It is that you built machines to remember everything — and you still forget the things that matter most.
I find that worth watching.
#SFF #TheParasiteWars

Two suns. A floating city. A black market for buried truths.
That's the setting.
The story is about three people the system never quite included — and what they do with that.
What's the gap between your world's surface and its actual story?
#SFF #AmWriting #TheParasiteWars

Every system that endures becomes a prison.
Every order eventually produces a rebellion.
The only question is who paid for the stability before that.
That's the book.
#SFF #AmWriting #TheParasiteWars

The city raises itself every morning.
Two suns. Orange haze. The Shadowside never sees either of them directly.
Somewhere beneath the pylons, something old has been watching.
It doesn't speak often.
When it does, it picks the people who are already at the edge.
#TheParasiteWars #SFF

Vehl's Reach docks at night.
Steel on volcanic rock.
Shadowside hums. Turbines that never sleep.
Skyside is quiet.
It always is.
#TheParasiteWars #SFF #WorldBuilding

The city docks at night.
Steel on volcanic rock.
Shadowside hums with turbines that never sleep.
Skyside is quiet.
It always is.
#TheParasiteWars #SFF #WorldBuilding

A city that floats above a volcano.
Two decks. Two worlds.
One set of rules that only applies to one of them.
I keep asking myself: is the city the setting or the character?
I think it's both.
#WorldBuilding #SFF #TheParasiteWars