Motivators of the Natural World

When a baby chuckles his parent's heart becomes full of life; when an immortal is happy the plants and trees around him inhale the exuberance he feels. They are truly the motivators of the natural world.

Angels are genuinely cheerful too - as are the gods as well - and although birds have been known to become agitated quickly, they are also, at heart, happy creatures. Even insects know small joys in their existence.

For all beings within this universal kingdom, their magnetic north rests in genuine mirth.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series 

Emotions of the Fey

This could have been just another grim faery tale, were it not for the characters inhabiting this particular story.

It certainly can be said that the Fey are no strangers to gloom and the knife-twists of history. They have seen tragedy and struggle from early existence and suffered alongside their mortal brothers who repeatedly birthed and fell.

Throughout, their natures were buoyant, and cheerfulness was maintained with an ineffable optimism - that same cosmic currency that drives and inspires Nature to thrive. The thoughts of Man build future worlds, whilst the emotions of the Fey build up this, our Natural World.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series

World Commerce

In the year prior, the WAR organisation had worked with the media to expose the illicit Pharmaceutical trade, filming manufacturers and chemists who unknowingly had handled and sold counterfeit drugs.

They published proof of the devastating findings that found one in three of the standard prescribed medicines to be fake and very potentially dangerous to the consumer. Reports of wrongful deaths had everyone worried - as even the common pain killing drugs had been seen to be copied and sold.

On this day WAR proudly announced Phoenix Pharmaceuticals - a company that could be relied upon to service the community's needs with guaranteed quality standards; procuring the worldwide licenses for production with every major patent in the world.

Members could now access virtual doctors and most diagnoses along with monitoring could be undergone in the convenience of their own home. Prescriptions were instantly filled online and despatched immediately. It was an impressive system.

Phoenix now controlled the seed companies and the silos, the hybrids and the mines, the waterways, the electricity farms, the mega-servers and the five top shipping cartels that circled the earth.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series 

Phoenix Currency

The walrus was getting very long in the tooth - it was Puck's birthday...

On this day the world exchange changed once again - this time into Phoenix currency.

Coins and notes were abandoned and replaced by digitally encrypted cards. Cross-border transactions were now so effortless that world trading had never been better, they said.

The security features of this system were celebrated. Records of money trails could be kept confidentially by the WAR membranous collectives - and now citizens everywhere were completely contained by their data and traceable through their finances, whether members or not.

There were cash prizes and giveaways for the best internet articles published as to why e-money was the way forward into the future.

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series 

I have their minds & they are overwhelmed

The rabbit gave chase, the wild flowers sang, buds blossomed with the morning's dewy lick; here a rose and there a meadow, life was full of promise once again. Love was in the world and it was unstoppable - the ephemeral electricity that powers the life divine!

Energetic Love was the element absent from WAR Phoenix and the lesser games like it - so much of life played out in mime, but love it could not synthesise.

Whatever the name or costume, so many games are intent on the skill of murder - their purpose is rewarded in killing - with millions of thoughts transpiring daily of causing injury, from taking down warriors to angry birds.

And the astral world is saturated with this thought-blood spattered with a subtext that reads: "I have their minds, and they are overwhelmed".

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series

His Lion-heart

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Pander, a long time assistant to the Woodward, sat beside Puck steeped in seriousness.

He adored Puck, having a fond recall of their time together in the forests of young Britain. "How is King Richard these days?" he enquired with a soft voice reserved for public events. The table quietened somewhat to hear the answer.

Puck hesitated and drew his eyes low, as if his vision of recollection lay on the table before him. He then smiled and said quietly "He does well, although I cannot tell you in this exact moment where he walks. He met with an unfortunate death quite recently - a surprise that could not have been foreseen. I have taken it upon myself to care for him, as friends must."

"Has his memory of it all quite gone?" Pander asked knowingly "Yes, yes it has - but his lion-heart remains the same".

-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series

Way back from Atlantis

Puck's seed farm had always been invited to these gatherings - for their interest involved the cataloging of rare and endangered pods and seeds they had retained and traded over the ages.

His family tree was known well, for they had revived the potato during its blight, reinvented the carrot; and importantly transported the seed stores all the way back from Atlantis - whose etheric plant powers were considered far superior and stronger than the material of present day.

They sat around a vast table littered with impressive foods and beverages. Before them lay the papers of concern, itemized to help keep them on topic.

It was a small group of just thirty, with the addition of a notary, who sat recording all that he heard with astounding rapidity.


-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series