But the distant deadly Archer volleyed back, "God of the earthquake- -you'd think me hardly sane if I fought with you for the sake of wretched mortals . . . like leaves, no sooner flourishing, full of the sun's fire, feeding on earth's gifts, than they waste away and die. Stop. Call off this skirmish of ours at once- let these mortals fight themselves to death."'. Illiad XXI.526
I am the author of 5 books: Android Down, Firewood for Cannibals, The Cubicles of Madness, Robot Stories, and most recently, Various Meats and Cheeses. I live and write in Michigan.
My website is at danmanning.com
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