The Summary for my novel as a hero story

A hero looked into his dreams

Inside he found nothingness

He had no feelings you see

So he hitched a ride into nothingness which was made of a hyperlinked, cross-referenced, referenceable world

But a beautiful one nonetheless

The subtle imagery of a world in transition lay behind that era

For the dreamer was coming.

And his presence carries ripples through the space-time continuum

Infecting and mutating many before its time

Finally tearing apart the host

In an explosion that would rip the seams of space and time

The dreamer never woke up

His subtle mememnemonic message trapped within his body, unable to explode into birth

Unable to grip the ears and eyes and mouths and mind and soul of the nearest planet, sometimes an entire solar system, occasionally the odd galaxy

They found him and saw him for what he was

You know, them.

Those guys

The ones

The ones who're always there

Black (as a state of mind, not a colour)

Ha

The traitor watched his pawns linger by

The first and only real violator of society

He placed his pieces carefully, then snatched up the deck and squeezed them into each other

The hero screamed into the depths of the dreamers mind

And his hyperlink followed him

And he saw hell and heaven and the stars and the cockroaches and the Gods and the Demons and the violent long haired hard living rock stars and the blood of the angels and the holy grail

And he emerged, unscathed, for he drew inspiration from his dreams

And summoned up the colours of his past

From the depths of his memories of tarot cards lying on the floor of his house

In a neat, orderly pattern

The inspiration of the multiverse written into the cards

The cross of the celts incscribed upon the floor

And to children and wraiths and gentle good men and to horrifying slavering monsters and to the emptiness of addiction and to the heady giddiness of pride and vanity and the bitter taste of fate and probability he had an answer

And he did what was required of him for a time

Then he realised the answer

And he prepared himself carefully, and drew strength from his hyperlinks and his dream guardians

And rose up into the sky, and made the ultimate sacrifice

He fused his mind with the dreamer

Their bodies never survived the impact

But their memes survived, and fused into a communicable whole

And travelled into the hyperlinked world

An act that transcended the era, plunging it headlong into the next step in evolution

For they discovered infinite existence in energy,

Infinite patience in the strength of a spirit without a weakness of the flesh

Infinite Omniescence in pure energy existence

And eventually they transcended time and space

In the meantime, the traitor watched open mouthed, then saddled his horse and rode into the energy zone. unprotected.

He lives on to this time as a tormented snake in this new dawn of creation

For every creation must have the seeds of its destruction in its womb and every slide into entropy leaves behind a few crumbs of life-dust as it crashes in on itself