Undermind
by Martin Heavisides
Smoke, intelligent fog, fun house mirrors, death house aesthetics, a city lit from within and a city of living houses. Riddles and enigmas. What was that language, where is its key? City webworks for instant travel by elevator or magic bus. People who are you and me, only fictional. Elf clubs burrowed snug in the friendly earth and nightclubs whose floor show is literally murder....