Sam R Kaye
Time, and time again
A million stars spiralled into a molten core. It was blinding, yet beautiful. Like an intricate spider-web, all light gathered into an atomised embrace; a singularity. He’d seen it more times than he dared to imagine; drifting down the zipwire of light into the centre and watched the same technicolour explosion a thousand times over. Here, he was God. This was his realm. This was his life’s work.