Za. I am Za
I am The Zosnar

SPACE TRAVEL...
Begin to wonder...
And never, ever stop...

The Cosmicalla can exist in many dimensions.
However, her visiting the forbidden future opens a door
to Za, The Zosnar.

During her return there occurs a duplication and thus, begins a parallel world. Should she enter and retrieve her most treasured possession, now copied, or allow him to carry on with Za?

Za. I am Za

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Za is beyond construct. Za is out of this world. From fragments of a lost mind, she made a body....

We asked Callan to create a story that would be as different as different could be. The Zosnar is an absolutely new genre. A literary hallucinogen! There is no scale to gauge its effect. Anthony. for Callassa.

Because we want EVERYONE to read Za. She is only TEN dollars US. One ebook pdf file.

A few short pieces:font>

The place of The Three Moons:

The disabled space craft that had been on the beach exploded into thousands upon thousands of fragments, these enveloped by a purple mist. The fragments and the mist appeared to collect and be drawn into an infinitesimal size. As though being sucked into a hole less the width of a pin. I saw what had caused the destruction. An absolutely collosal flying monster, with the head very similar to a human. A distant similarity to The Great Sphinx. It had eyes that shifted in the fashion of some kind of acutely aware mind. It had vaguely human features. But were they really? Then it shot away....font>

The battle between Za and The Cosmicalla:font>

The Zosnar would transmit this scene to the farthest Empires. To the realities myriad. Here, they, as the foci of the eternal. The smiling faces of stone carved by the greatest of all human mysteries. Those who are the before, the during and the forever after. To be here. To be everywhere. Multi-dimensional intent. Encapsulating all. The stone heads were waiting. The pyres above them now aflame with purple and with flickering blue light. The battle was to commence. The rain....

There is no death, only change. What here, is played out everywhere:

They came together and I immediately felt their combined effort as a lightning storm. Overwhelming. Destructive. Within the storm, the women scratching, uncaring of eyes...Their bleeding....

I saw Za. She was lying inert, her blood a pool of death....

We want EVERYONE to read Za. We want you to hallucinate! She is TEN dollars US ! One ebook pdf file.font>