Geoff Jenkins was worried. The number of pigeons had increased daily, destroying the crops of the neighbouring farms. For Jenkins, his farm remained untouched by the decimation, and with the rest of the Farmers’ Alliance already suspicious, it would not be long before they uncovered the truth.
Meanwhile, in Outer-Utopia, the sky was on fire. The Utopian Defence Force ships were firing on alien vessels entering the Earth’s atmosphere, and for Tom Somertri, birds would be the least of his worries.
As for Grace, she was at a complete loss. Her society ensured everyone was equal, with credits resetting at the end of each week. Her life had reached a point of abject misery, and she could only think about plans to escape.
Finally, in the distant future, a being by the name of Carter had suddenly started remembering his dreams; an unusual occurrence for his species. Thoughts of birds stayed in his mind long after waking, and he was about to discover why.
For Geoff, Tom, Grace, Carter, and the pigeons, their seemingly separate courses of existence appeared fated to collide; interwoven like the fabric of spacetime.
