Song of a Starfarer

An offbeat exotic, romantic stage set to an idea that time is perceived as free will by mortals, and that fate and time is the same thing. So in some higher universe, fate and time could be ordained if infinity were grasped. In this multiverse, which bore witness to the metaphoric scars of cosmic orders between individuals and strange entities that coexisted since the first starfarers roamed the universe, Song of a Starfarer is the Book of Days that spun this universe or eternity in which these story arcs are written.

In its early expansion, strangeness abounded through a dense esoteric universe. The first Ancients found secrets in tiny black stars, became starfarers and then were presumed all gone as the black stars seeded galaxies. Others rose on their heels to lay claim on what fantactic, enigmatic artifacts left behind.

The epic War of Cataclysm was a time since when star systems were sundered to causes and powers found that availed those who ascended.

“Foretold in the Book of Days that when Death held the Jack of Spades, Fate held the Fool Card and trumped Death”

This living-draft compiled from many series pans the breadth of an enlightened era where social equations are shifting stardust in Jack’s travels. Anthologies are back stories whereas posts are serialized parallel arcs or storylines—posted latest draft first.

“Jack of Spades” got a blind date with fate. Adventures and all that come with it, since he must traverse the universe for it. Sometime, love hit like a star or a piece of something quite special. Don’t expect his luck for fate wrote his tale. He would become a legend, gained eternal litany of remembrance beside the Celestial Hunters, perhaps the most feared myth in the universe.

Was fate the ultimate order of this galactic vista? Yet there were things in Jack’s universe that defined it otherwise and that would seemingly seduce him as part of something greater than ever imagined, darker secrets older than stars. Something was a design on the universe and he had a part in it. His free will but a turn of fate, he stumbled onto something left behind and discovered seven ultimate wonders by one of the greatest starfaring races, the first on Assegaipocalypse and presumed tip of the Spear of Destiny. Was this the Cradle of Eternity? With his past and future a tango with fate and death as his life on the margins cheated death on the forge of fate, he must ascend with something godlike before his part was filled. Would a scion of fate be such a god-device and how such a romance with it works out? This is a universe astoundly vivid like a spiked dream of adventure, mystery and romance in polyphonic scores.

By 2100, the fin-de-siècle of brave new worlds repleted with angsts, hopes and dreams readily took to the reaches of space. Humanity began with the fears of losing itself. Its optimistic cultural changes eschewed technophobia, but loomed under the spectre of machine genocide betrayed by artificial intelligence. Old Earth stayed in this carpe diem of a decadence exposé contrived of bygone glory and idyllic ignorance for the illusion of safety. The time of reckoning will come when ancient celestial devices made of war warned what powers must never be again as the epic planetary odyssey awaited his gathering, a motley troupe that grew stranger with the universe’s deep secrets locked in celestial layers like leaves of riddles.