First Lines

In the wake of the Lake Taupo eruption of June 2056, the ash-cloud spread slowly down over the northern half of the South Island; I was born under the Grey Wind...
 
The teleporter had frozen, again, and Algenon was only half materialised, again..."For goodness sake chaps! What am I supposed to do with half a leg?"
 
I watched the ice melt spreading an oil like shimmer through the scotch as the events of the past night kept repeating themselves in my head.
 
His arms flailed, pounding desperately to keep his head above the surface, to keep himself from sinking back into the reek that was suddenly everywhere.
 
It wasn't until much, much later that I noticed her eye's had changed color.
 
Everything changed that day. The day my cell phone rang and I was on the other end.
 
The lights came on and in the crowded room of prisoners there were two weapons in the middle of the floor. They all ran for the center of the room.
 
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