“Maybe it’s the curse of modern humanity that pulls us into the cocoon of our own lives. Our salvation is the capacity to reemerge with wings and take flight like a butterfly.” Sofia writing to Jesse Date: November 3From: JesseSubject: Cruise to Baja California Dear Sofia, When I saw you standing on the ship’s railing … More Butterflies
Khufukaef was one of the inhabitants of the Theban hills. They were strange people, with powers the Egyptians did not possess. There were stories of miracles. Blades that could cut the hardest stone as if it was butter. Wheeled sledges that could move the heaviest rocks as if they were the weight of feathers. He … More Forbidden Union
Ideas spring forth from many sources.
Bia had expected to find the Espírito’s powerful search beacon lodged in silt on the sea floor and shining up into the water above it—or worse, the Espírito itself. What lay before them, though, still left her stunned and fearful. Bia had never seen anything like it before. “Bia! Thank God you found us!” a … More Lost at Sea—Part 6
Javier had made it to the top and was standing on the edge of the ridge, facing the blue light. His body was motionless, as though his feet had become rooted into the rock. As Bia swam toward him, a red message flashed in front of her. She quickly shut her eyes to avoid its … More Lost at Sea—Part 5
Javier reached down and gently pulled the partially buried object out of the silt. It was a large, round piece of dull yellow fabric. Long lengths of braided polymer rope were uniformly attached around its edges. The ends of the ropes connected to a single metal ring that was coupled with a shackle attached to … More Lost at Sea—Part 4
Javier strapped the handheld LIDAR scanner to his belt. And then, once again they both jumped off the side of the boat and into a vortex that would carry them straight down to the bottom of the ocean. “Bia, are you up for this?” Javier asked, eyeing her with concern as he stopped the cabin … More Lost at Sea—Part 3
The LED array illuminated their path with a wide, bright arc of light that penetrated the blackness and provided close to 20 feet of visibility in front of them. Bia noticed they were now on the MUDAM display, appearing as two ghostly figures skimming along the bottom of the ocean. As she was pushed along … More Lost at Sea—Part 2
Me when I find the perfect book.
Mama and Papa had insisted their 50-foot sloop, built in 2020, was seaworthy and could make the 1,200-mile trip from their marina in Cádiz, Spain to the Portuguese Azores archipelago. At the time, Javier and Bia had no reason to doubt them. But then the siblings lost contact with the elder Barqueiros. “You know this … More Lost at Sea—Part 1
Sliding into the research abyss.