
The time has come. The people are ready to rise. They crawl form the very foundations of the city, ready to reclaim what was once theirs. But is it war, or genocide? A sacred revenge that has been twisted and confused? Nevertheless, they march, and the more cries of war I hear, the more I start to realize that this goes far beyond our city. Everywhere, people with uncanny abilities keep popping up. And what of my parents? How were they involved with all the impossible things people are

No one wants to be a spy. Circumstances create spies. For a young innocent boy, there was no choice. He was born to be a spy. This is the story of Teremum who begins life in Cairo and becomes my friend Louis in a small country town in Australia sixty years later. It is a story I have been wanting to tell for more than forty years. A story of a man who lived, and then disappeared from all memory. I felt this was unworthy of a man who had sacrificed his life for what he believed to be right. Not

The time has come. The people are ready to rise. They crawl form the very foundations of the city, ready to reclaim what was once theirs. But is it war, or genocide? A sacred revenge that has been twisted and confused? Nevertheless, they march, and the more cries of war I hear, the more I start to realize that this goes far beyond our city. Everywhere, people with uncanny abilities keep popping up. And what of my parents? How were they involved with all the impossible things people are

No one wants to be a spy. Circumstances create spies. For a young innocent boy, there was no choice. He was born to be a spy. This is the story of Teremum who begins life in Cairo and becomes my friend Louis in a small country town in Australia sixty years later. It is a story I have been wanting to tell for more than forty years. A story of a man who lived, and then disappeared from all memory. I felt this was unworthy of a man who had sacrificed his life for what he believed to be right. Not