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CONTENTS Immortality,

by William S. Burroughs, 4 Bloodstar. by

Robert E. Howard.

Adapted by John Jakes and John Pocsik. Illustrated by

Richard Corben, 8

Tex Arcana, by John Findley, 24 Pillars of P- 11507. by Paul Kirchner, 30

The Immortals' Fete, by Enki Bilal, 33 Cody Starbuck, by

Howard Chaykin, 48

the art of

Dzintars Mezulis, 60

Gallery, featuring

Changes, by Matt Howarth, 65 1

by

:

09, by

Charles Waller, 70

Valentina, by

Crepax, 75

The

Toll Bridge,

ArthurSuydam and Joe Koch.

Illustrated by

Arthur Suydam, 83 Rock Opera,

by

Rod Kierkegaard,

Jr.,

92

The Bus, by Paul Kirchner, 96 Editorial, 6

Chain Mail: Blood and froth, all over Harlan!, 6

Coming Next Month, 96 Front cover, Enter Adam, by Enrich

Back cover, Cody Starbuck, by

Howard

V.

Bloodsfar." by Robert E Howard, Corben. ©1975. 1976. 1979. 1980. b ill

Enie'Adam. ©1981. by Enrich and S

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'ubiisher:

Editor:

iling Editor:

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Stephen

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Agoglia, Sr.

Production Assistant: Circulation Director:

Michael Gross

Special Projects:

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S.

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reprinted in whole or in

part without written permission trom the publisher.

Any similarity to and semifiction is

real

people and places

in fiction

purely coincidental.

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Chairman Matty Simmons President Julian L.

Chairman

of the

Weber

Executive Committee

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Howard Jurofsky Edward Fox

Controller

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William

S.

Burroughs

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'To

me the only

Kj

...

1

success, die only greatness*,

is

parts hunters, like the dreaded Wild Doctors,

immortality."

—James Dean, quoted mjemes Dean: The Mutant

King, by David

Daltcra

other after the

battle,

cutting the

warm

who operate on each

quivering parts from the

dead and dying. Cut-and-grab men dart out of doorways and hack out a kidney with a few expert strokes of their four-inch scalpels. People have lost all shame. Here's a man who sold his daughter's last kidney to buy himself a new groin appears on TV to appeal for funds to buy little Sally an artificial kidney and give her this last



I he colonel

wears the

beams

at

the crowd.

satisfied expression of

.pomaded, manicured, he one who has just sold the widow a .

fraudulent peach orchard. "Folks, we're here to

sell

the only thing

selling or wortli baying and that's immortality. Now here is the simplest solution and well on the way. Just replace the worn-out

worth

parts and keep the old heap on the road indefinitely.

As

transplant techniques are perfected and refined, the age-old

dream

of immortality

is

now

within the grasp of mankind. But

to decide out of a million applicants for the aren't

enough parts

save 20 percent,

to

same

who

is

heart? There simply

go around. You need the job

folks.

lot once a year to Big executives use a heart a month just as

regular as clockwork. Warlords, paying off their soldiers

in livers

and kidneys and genitals, depopulate whole areas. Vast hospital cities cover the land; the air-conditioned hospital palaces of the rich radiate out to field hospitals and open-air operating booths. The poor are rising in huge mobs. They are attacking government warehouses where the precious parts are stored. Everyone who can afford it has dogs and guards to protect himself from roving bands of

Christmas. On his arm is a curvaceous blond known apparently as Bubbles. She calls him Long John: now isn't that cute? A flourishing black market in parts grows up in the gutted cities riots. In terrible slums, scenes from Brueghel

devastated by parts

and Bosch are reenacted; misshapen masses of rotten scar tissue crawling with maggots supported on crutches and canes, in wheelchairs and carts. Brutal-as-butchers practitioners operate without anesthetic in open-air booths surrounded by their bloody knives and saws.

The poor

wait in parts lines for diseased genitals, a cancerous

a cirrhotic liver.

lung,

They

holding forth nameless things

crawl towards the operating booths in

bottles that they think are usable

Shameless swindlers who buy up operating garbage prey on the unwary. And here is Mr. Rich Parts. He is three hundred years parts.

in

job lots

old.

He

is

mere thought of it throws paroxysms of idiot terror. For days he cowers in his buntwo hundred feet down in solid rock, food for fifty years. A trip from one city to another requires months of sifting and checking computerized plans and alternate routes to avoid the possibility of an stili

subject to accidental death, and the

him

into

ker,

"

"

accident. His idiolic cowardice

opens many doors. Your

looking like a

not as

tissue.

visitor.

knows no bounds. There he sits, Chimu vase with a thick layer of smooth purple scar Encased as he is in this armor, his movements are slow and It takes him ten minutes to sit down. This layer gets thicker and thicker right down to the bone the doctors have to operate with power tools. So we leave Mr. Rich Parts and the picturesque parts people their monument, a mountain of scar tissue. hydraulic.

As



Ron Hubbard, founder of Scientology, said: "The man could be would be to live infinitely wrong."

L.

right a

"wrong" for "long" and the which immortality is realized science

slip in

is

significant

science



fiction,

for the

which

are indeed infinitely wrong, the wrongest

fact,

lightest

wrote

I

means by

will

soon be

wrong

a

man

can be, vampiric or worse.

this thing called

Mr. Hart? Precisely where,

in the

human nervous

this ugly death-sucking, death-dealing, death-fearing

thing reside? Science gives only a tentative answer: the "ego"

seems to be located in the midbrain at the top of the head. "Well, he thinks, "couldn't we just scoop it out of a healthy youth, throw his in the garbage where it belongs, and slide in MEEEEEEEE?" So he starts looking for a brain surgeon, a "scrambled egg" man, and he wants the

When

comes

could reside

in a

"

number

of bodies,

I

look so unlike the subject as to be unrecognizable. And some of will look like some other person. "Why. he looks just like Khrushchev with one gold tooth peeking out."

will

them

The

illusion of a separate, inviolable identity limits

tions and confines you in time.

people

much

live in

you



"visiting, "

You

we

live in

your percep-

other people and other

—and

call it

course

of

it's

ever so

easier with one's Clonies.

When

heard about cloning I thought, what a fruitful conone could be in a hundred different places at once and experience everything the other clones did. I am amazed at the outcry against this good thing not only from men of the cloth hut also from scientists, the very scientists whose patient research has brought cloning within our grasp. The very thought of a clone disfirst

I

cept: why,

Improved transplant techniques open the question whether the ego itself could be transplanted from one body to another, and the further question as to exactly where this entity resides. Here is Mr. Hart, a trillionaire dedicated to his personal immortality. Where is system, does

spirit

some hideous parasite draining the host, but as helpful little "Roger he Lodger, .don't take up much room, .show you a tnck or two. .never overstay my welcome." Take fifty photos of the same person over an hour. Some of them

Doc

turbs these learned gentlemen. Like cattle on the verge of stam-

pede, they paw the ground mooing apprehensively. "Selfness is an essential fact of life The thought ol human nonselfness is

temtving."

whom? Speak for yourself, you timorous old beastie your eternal lavatory. Too many scientists seem to be

Terrifying to

cowering

in

ignorant of the most rudimentary spiritual concepts.

They tend

to

be

is

suspicious, bristly, paranoid-type people with huge egos they push

can switch eggs in an alley. Mr. Hart embodies the competitive, acquisitive, success-minded spirit that formulated American capitalism. The logical extension of this ugly spirit is criminal. Success is its own justification. He who succeeds deserves to succeed; he is RIGHT. The operation is a success. The doctors have discreetly withdrawn. When a man wakes up in a beautiful new bod, he can flip out. It wouldn't pay to be

around like some elephantiasis victim with his distended testicles in a wheelbarrow, terrified, no doubt, that some skulking ingrate-ofa-clone student will sneak into their very brains and steal their genius work. The unfairness of it brings tears to his eyes as he peers anxiously through his bifocals. Cloning isn't ego gone berserk. On the contrary, cloning is the end of the ego. For the first time, the spirit of man 'will be able to separate itself from the human machine, to see it and use it as a machine. He is no longer identified with one special Me machine. The human organism has become an artifact he can use like a plane, a boat, or a space capsule. The poet John Giomo wondered if maybe a clone of a clone of a clone would just phase out into white noise like copies of copies of tape. As Count Korzybski used to say: "i don't know, let's see. But ultimately, I postulate, true immortality can be found only in space. Space exploration is the only goal worth striving for. Over the hills and far away. You will know your enemies by those who attempt to block your path. Vampiric monopolists would keep you in time like their cattle. "It's a good thing cows don't fly, " they say with an evil chuckle. The evil, intelligent Slave Gods. The gullible, confused, and stupid pose an equal threat owing to the obstructive potential of their vast numbers. I have an interesting slip in my scrapbook. News clipping from the Boulder

tops.

best.

it

to a short -order job old

Zeit

He

a witness. Mr. Hart stands up and stretches luxuriously in his new body. He runs his hands over the lean young muscle where his potbelly used to be. All that remains of the donor is a blob of gray

matter

in a dish.

Mr. Hart puts

his

hands on

his hips

and leans over

the blob.

"And how wrong can you be? DEAD." He spits on it and he spits ugly. The final convulsions of a universe based on

quantitative factors,

money, junk, and time, would seem to be at hand. The time approaches when no amount of money will buy anything and time itself will run out. This is a parable of vampirism gone berserk. But all vampiric blueprints for immortality are wrong not only from the ethical standlike

They are ultimately unworkable. In Space Vampires Colin Wilson speaks of benign vampires. Take a little, leave a little. But they always take more than they leave by the basic nature of the vampire process of inconspicuous but inexorable consumption. The vampire converts quality live blood, vitality, youth, talent into quantity food and time for himself. He perpetrates the most basic betrayal of the spirit, reducing all human dreams to his shit. And that's the wrongest wrong a man can be. Personal immortality in a physical body is impossible, since a physical body exists in time and time is that which ends. When someone says he wants to live forever, he forgets that forever is a time word. AH three-dimensional immortality projects, to say the least, are ill-advised, since they always immerse the aspirant deeper point.







in time.

The tiresome concept of personal illusion of some unchangeable

on the old

MEEEEEEEE

MEEEEEEEE,

immortality is predicated precious essence: greedy is no

forever. But as the Buddhists say. there

no unchanging ego.

What we flunk of as our ego is defensive reaction, just symptoms of an illness fever, swelling, sweating are the





as the

body's

reaction to an invading organism. Our beloved ego. arising from the

weeds

more continuity than There is no ego: only a shifting process as unreal as the Cities of the Odor Eaters that dissolve in rain. A moment's introspection demonstrates that we are not the same as we were a year ago or a week ago. "What ever possessed me to do that?" A step toward rational immortality is to break down the concept of rotten

of lust and fear and anger, has no

a fever sweat.

a separate personal,

and therefore inexorably mortal, ego. This

Camera. Picture of an old woman with a death's-head, false-teeth smile. She is speaking for the Women's Christian Temperance

"WE OPPOSE CHILD ABUSE. INTEMPERANCE. AND IMMORTALITY." Union.

The way

to immortality

is

in

space,

and Christianity

is

buried

under slag heaps of dead dogma, sniveling prayers; and empty prayers must oppose immortality in space as the counterfeit always fears and hates the real thing. Resurgent Islam .bom-again Christians. .creeds outworn. .excess baggage. .'raus 'mit\ .

.

.

.

.

prolonged future, and the future of any artifact lies in the direction of increased flexibility capacity for change and ultimately mutation. Immortality may be seen as a by-product of function; "to shine in use." Mutation involves changes that are literally unimaginable from the perspective of the future mutant. Coldblooded, nondreaming creatures living in the comparatively weightless medium of water could not conceive of breathing air. dreaming, Immortality

is

and experiencing the force of gravity as a basic fact of life. There will be new fears like the fear of falling, new pleasures, and new necessities. There are distinct advantages to living in a supportive medium like water. Mutation is not a matter of logical choices. The human mutants must take a step into the unknown, a step that no human being has ever taken before. "We were the first thai ever burst into that silent sea.

©

HEAVY METAL 5

EDITORIAL

CHAIN MAIL

Another balmy day after a night of heavy rain, shiny cold streets, and a

moody

cab ride home:

pages of the

this

new

year,

right out of the

very magazine. But, about and the growth of Heavy now divorced parents of it

Metal: like the

Les Humanoides Associes (i.e., asrelated to; humanoidss Iikehuman-but-not-the-same-as), this is a magazine defined more readily by what it isn't than by what it is. Entering its fifth year of publication, always offers the unexpected, and we sorta like that. We can always experiment and never feel as if we've broken a promise. Okay, so we've got the who of it down pal. Corben is still going strong, and there's more Druiliet to come, and Caza, Crepax, Bilal, Wrightson, and Chaykin, all,



socie's



HM

among

And some who ain't here moment but will be back. Within

others.

for the

the next few months. Heavy Metal will also publish some new European finds.

Milo Manera, a young Italian artist, will make his American debut here. And Fernando Fernandez, the well-known Spanish fantasist, will adorn these pages.

The

The following are four letters commenting on Harlan Ellison's "Fear Not Your Enemies" (HM. March 1981)- The letters are unan-

We

swered. last

decided to run them as

Dear Heavy: I have never read anything so pointed and as Harlan Ellison's "Fear Not Your Enemies" (Heavy Metal, March). Indeed, it was a shock; I was confronted with an illumi-

my psyche

nation of

when

at

age twenty

murderers

is

maturity

Heavy

in a graphic,

that

core, and situation

And

like a

coin

upright, precariously balanced.

the coin could

fall

one

means

narrative form.

Mttal, in a sense, stands

propped

either way:

toward being more of a magazine that in the coming months becomes an extension of the pop culture and acts with a sense of cultural significance. Or it could topple the

man

the burden of guilt on the evil of indifference, while Ellison, reflecting on President Reagan's comment, hits hard at the central a vivid picture of the state of the

is

on violence

Incorporated.

French term

helped murder a

1

quite true, and fittingly de-

many men I have known during my imprisonment. Edward Yashinsky aptly placed much of

And

a

of almost six years ago

with a handgun. Ellison's portrayal of unlikely scribes

guilty,

a quality that descends from bawtes

with no

direct

European legacy remains. Fantasy. Science fiction. The absurd. The surreal. dessinees,

is,

word or rebuttal from Mr. Ellison or our We had our say; now it's your turn.

staff.

Yes, I'm

in this country.

much more so than most. But here's who will be contacting Handgun Control,

As

Ellison says, don't cry and

moan

for

John Lennon and the multitude of others slain. I won't say I never cried formy victim, but does it help? Of course not. Since I am fortunate to be alive

I

can help

kill

indiffer-

ence rather than people. The availability and abundance of handguns and their easy access is

when

staggering

realized.

My realization of

sleight of hand with various McLuhanesque dicta about the postliterate culture and the message-izing of the medium.

it led to the untimely and wanton death of a man I never knew, and my sobering is guaranteed to continue for several years as my stay in prison continues. But this is not my story. This is to further credit Harlan Ellison and his commentary. Perhaps my hindsight may shore up worthy credibility to Ellison's perception, but a message is essentially needed to be given to all you would-be killers: you are already guilty, and Ellison has given you prudent advice, so do something about it. Your life may depend on it, so don't lower

The

yourself as

HM

other way.

could remain a cult item, cherished by a few but smothered by the silence. We would prefer the former course, even if it does risk (as has happened in other magazines) popularization to the point of being pabulum. A fanzine this isn't: all it's predicated on refutes that. As an aesthetic replete with its own values, bande dessinee performs a neat

brain tricks played here are of a cer-

I

did.

immediacy of image and the deep mental action of print. Be ignited by

Dan

tain kind: the

it,

or don't take

no mere bunch of figure

it

it

seriously at

cultural juvenilia. snail

out.

but

all,

And

it

eaters like the French to

Howsabout

that?

We know how much

our lives are

shaped by the arts; after all, it was the American public that elected an actor as president.

manner

of

L.

Rea

Hagerstown. Maryland

it's

takes a

As we begin to consider every guest essay, new concepts us-

ing print and paper, and a solid stand be-

new review section (premiering next month), we're talking Heavy Metal talk. We're speaking the language of this magazine, because we're talking about quality an attitude. A tone like a clear note ringing in the head, banging against radiant, resonant heavy metal hind our



The Eds

Dear Heavy Metal, Excuse me for living. Pardon my soul for buying my favorite magazine each month and reading it from cover to cover. I ask forgiveness from the Great White Harlan Ellison. His essay,

in

the March issue, confirms

my

if you make something sound even remotely reasonable, use sensationalism to the max, and have a name that is already well known, you can get anything printed! While it is regrettable that thousands of people die every day from the use of handguns, may I point out that people have been

belief that

killing



other people

— innocent

for thousands of years.

makes

it

a

death, but

much it

is

easier and

or otherwise

Granted, a gun

more impersonal

death just the same. Take will find other means

away the guns and man

.

of killing his fellow man.

Does Mr. all

Ellison really believe that

if

we

Catch the mist. Catch the myth. Catch the mystery. Catch the drift*

get together and pool our hard-earned and dollars in Washington,

much sweated over

we, a group, or anybody is going to change human nature? Harlan, my boy, if you believe that, you are a bigger asshole than you believe us readers of Heavy Metal to be. In case you haven't noticed, people of every size, shape, and social class commit these crimes: from the high-class asshole who watches "art films," to the stupid shithead who watches the "Dupes of Hazzard," to the readers of Heavy Metal. Your wasting two pages of my favorite magazine to call me a "good li'l heavymetal baby with Teflon 'd he,

nostrils" and complain about a quirk of

human

nature that's been a part of man since man has been on earth is the biggest well-written line of shit that I've

Dear Heavy Metal

ever read, Steve McCormick German town, Ohio

me

Catch "Moving Pictures!' The new album from Rush.

Folk:

Harlan Ellison's piece

prompts

Rush threw everything they had

your March issue

in

to leave the silent majority of

into their

new

rock

Can you catch

masterpiece, "Moving Pictures."

it

ro

'n'

all?

your readers and ask a question. Why print Mr. Ellison's diatribe? It addresses only a small portion of an immensely complex social problem, and does so in a needlessly vulgar manner.

From

a personal standpoint,

I

am

in four-letter words, if at all. hate to collapse your house of cards,

cate solely I

Harlan, but there are people out here who consider themselves at least on your level of

compassion and understanding; some of them own handguns. We do agree on one thing, though. John Lennon's death has no more value than do the hundreds of others that occur weekly country.

this

what

We

to do about

The

differ in

in

our thoughts of

it.

Constitution of the United States

grants the citizenry of this country the right to keep and bear arms. It makes no provision for the invasion of another person's life with

those arms. President Reagan has a valid perhaps the only one advanced so far: idea,

maximum, brutal sentences for those who commit crimes with weapons of any kind. This kind of deterrent

will

give the small-time

professional criminal something to consider. You're right, Harlan, it won't do anything for

the "crazy." But

I

think there are consider-

ably fewer crazies than you'd like to believe.

The

majority of handgun owners, myself

included, are responsible cititzens.

We

main-

our weapons, and our proficiency with them, as a sport and against the day when

tain

...God

forbid.

practical

way

.they represent the only out of a life-threatening .

emergency. Like

it

when our us.

This

is

or not, Harlan,

we

live in a

time

societal structure fails to protect

not the

fault of

react only "after the fact. "

the police,

Much

who can

of the

Givethegift of music.

unim-

pressed with both his arguments and his ranting prose. Having already been treated to an essay on why he doesn't like his readers, I'm not surprised by his latest article. Clearly he feels the readership of Heavy Metal is composed of people who communi-

blame

must be shared by a court system that places more value in the rights of the criminal than in

those of the victim.

It is

the legacy of

stump thumping.

dig on

Sincerely.

M. C. Dixon

lib-

government. have no intention of sending a donation to Control. Instead I'll spend more time perfecting my skills and passing them on to others, in the hopes of preventing a few of the accidental shootings that are bound to happen when the uninstmcted handle firearms. Mr. Ellison, I don't object that you have an opinion different from mine. I would defend your right to it, as the Constitution directs me to do. I do object to your self-righteous, vulgar airing of it in a magazine that I read eral I

Handgun

with continued pleasure.

So, in closing ...in words understand:

I

think you'll

.

make you even half-right. Harly, baby when you can guarantee me and mine the ability to walk unmolested through your new Utopia, you can have my guns. 'Til then, gasbag, you'll get 'em by prying them from my cold, dead hand. Your spew of an article tells us you've had a tough time (I'm genuinely sorry for that): so have some of the rest of us. It ain't going to happen again, not without a fight. You can buck the odds if you want to. .good luck. Go splash blood and words somewhere else, or maybe join the Moral Majority. They really print don't

.

.

.

.

Ellison,

First of

you

telling

all,

this

is

not a shitty

how concerned

I

am

little

letter

and bitching

because you ragged ail of the readers of Heavy Metal out. Your treatise was obnoxvery effective. It got me so pissed that I wrote a check and mailed it that day. I had had the address on the wall for about two weeks, meaning to do it when I got some more money, but you know how that goes there never seems to be enough. So I finally cleaned out my bank account, regardless of the consequences. But does the fact ious, but off at

you



I wrote the Handgun Control people a check automatically exclude me from the "big conspiracy" headed by our dear Uncle Ron? I

that

Listen up yourself, punk. Just 'cause you've discovered fuck. .son of a bitch. and asshole, don't make you right. Just 'cause you've learned to make a loud noise in .

Dear Mr.

will

grant you that

it

is

a start, but

is

that

all it

takes?

You might ask the Handgun Control people of response they got after the March issue came out. I would be interested. But I wonder if it will be enough. 1 just don't know. All we can do is hope that the people of this country will come out from behind their TV sets long enough to see what we are becoming, and do something about it. But what kind

don't hold your breath.

Sincerely yours.

Laura

S.

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ROBERT E. HOWARD'S

BLOODSTAR BY RICHARD CORBEN,

JOHN JAKES. AND JOHN POCSIK

Brought before Byrdag. Bloodstar was forced

encampment On

his journey to

nowhere

to

wal

in particul;

afterward, Helua gave bid satty. and Bloodstai

attacked

BLOODSTAR MUST HAVE FELT AN ODD ANXIETY AS HE MOVED TOWARD THE AESIR ENCAMPMENT THE TENSION OF RETURNING TO A PLACE ONCE KNOWN AND LOVED AND NOW FORBIDDEN TO HIM

WATCHED HIM WALK FORWARD. BOLDLY. I

ALL OF THE AESIR

WARRIORS WERE OUT HUNTING. THE VILLAGE

WAS QUIET

A FEW CHILDREN SAW BUT GAVE NO ALARM.

HIM.

WHAT MUST HAVE GONE THROUGH HIS MIND? HAD THE OLD MAN DIED? OR HAD HE LOST HIS CHIEFTAINSHIP? HIS HEART POUNDING, BLOODSTAR APPROACHED THE WAR CHIEF'S TENT —

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WE PASSED A

SLEEPLESS NIGHT, COLD AND CRAMPED, AMID THE TANGLED ROOTS OF A FOREST GIANT.

HEARD MY FRIEND'S QUIET SOBS ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT I

AT FIRST LIGHT,

WE

EMERGED FROM THE DRIPPING TREES TO RENEW THE SEARCH. BUT WHATEVER TRAIL THERE WAS HAD BEEN WASHED AWAY. WE RANGED THE GRASSLANDS, LOOKING FOR SOME SIGN. AT LAST, WEARY AND DEPRESSED, BLOODSTAR DECIDED TO LOOK IN THE VICINITY OF THE AESIR ENCAMPMENT. IT WAS THEN THAT SAW— I

OUR HEARTS POUNDING, WE RACED FORWARD—

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THE CARNAGE AROUND US CALLED TO MIND ANOTHER SCENE OF NIGHTMARE TRAGEDY FROM MY OWN YOUTH, AND TOLD YOUR FATHER THE STORY OF THE KING OF THE NORTHERN ABYSS, AND OF THE CURSE WHICH BEFELL MY PEOPLE THERE, AND THE REASON WHY THEY NOW SHUN AND FEAR THAT VALLEY OF DESOLATE RUINS. I

ONCE, SAID TO HIM, FATHER'S FATHERS WANDERED INTO THAT VALLEY FROM THEIR REGULAR TERRITORY. HUNTING WAS GOOD, SINCE THE AREA WAS FREE OF PREDATORS. THEY DECIDED TO SETTLE THERE IN THAT PEACEFUL VALLEY. BUT AFTER A FEW WEEKS, A WITHERING SICKNESS CAME OVER THEM. SOME DIED, AND THE ENTIRE CLAN WAS AFFECTED STRANGELY. OFFSPRING BORN WITHIN THE SHADOWS OF THOSE WALLS WERE DELIVERED EITHER DEAD OR HORRIBLY DEFORMED. THE NEW GENERATION OF JUNGLE PEOPLE DIFFERED VASTLY FROM THEIR PARENTS. OF SUCH STOCK CAME I

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SUDDENLY SOMETHING

TOWERED BEHIND HIM—

ONE

DAY, ONE OF THE WARRIORS WHO HAD THE

SICKNESS, BUT LIVED,

WAS EXPLORING THE CRUMBLING BUILDINGS,

WHERE HE DISCOVERED A SOMETHING OVERCAME SEEMINGLY BOTTOMLESS WELL,

H IM THERE, SOMETHING WHICH TOOK OVER HIS MIND. HE RETURNED TO OUR CAMP OUTSIDE THE WALLS, LEAPING HIGH INTO THE AIR IN A DANCE OF MADNESS. ALL THE WHILE HE PLAYED A HYPNOTIC MELODY ON HIS PIPES.

HIS COMRADES SHOUTED IN FEAR. HE GIBBERED AND DROOLED AND CACKLED INSANELY AS HE DANCED. HIS EYES ROLLED UP IN THEIR

SOCKETS.

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THE PULSING HORROR FLOWED INTO OUR MIDST CRUSHING AND MANGLING. IT DEVOURED WHOLE GROUPS. REMEMBER MY MOTHER FLED OUT OF THE VALLEY WITH THE REST. BEHIND US, THE MONSTER FEASTED. CAN STILL HEAR THE DARKNESS SHATTERED BY THE SCREAMS OF ITS VICTIMS. I

I

BLOODSTAR REMAINED

WHERE HE HAD FALLEN. LEFT HIM TO MOURN

I

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THE PITIFUL REMNANTS OF MY TRIBE AVOIDED THE PLACE AFTER THAT. BUT THEY WATCHED ITS BORDERS, LEST SOMETHING CREEP OUT OF THE NIGHT AFTER THEM. FOR MONTHS AFTERWARD THE MAD PIPER COULD BE SEEN DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHT AS HE TRIED TO LURE US BACK.

AS THAT DREADFUL DAY PASSED,

TOWARD RAVEN DUSK, CROUCHED, HOPING FOR SOME SIGN OF LIFE. EVEN THE CARRION BIRDS WERE FRIGHTENED. WAS WATCHING MY SHADOW LENGTHEN ALONG THE GROUND WHEN HEARD I

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BLOODSTAR

STIR.

SILENTLY FOLLOWED YOUR FATHER BACK I

INTO THE FOREST, CERTAIN HE HAD GONE MAD WITH GRIEF. BUT HE MUST HAVE SENSED

MY THOUGHTS, FOR HE PLACED HIS HAND UPON MY SHOULDER AND ASSURED ME THAT HIS MIND WAS STILL HIS OWN. A DAY AND A NIGHT'S MARCH TOOK US DEEP INTO THE SEETHING, ROTTING SWAMP

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KEEPING THIS IN MIND, BLOODSTAR HIMSELF MARCHES INTO THOSE PRIMORDIAL DEPTHS IN QUEST OF THAT SCALY MONSTER.

ENOUGH. SERPENTS ARE THE WORST, FOR THEY LOSE INTEREST IF THE PREY IS

OUT OF SIGHT OR TOO FAR IT MUST REMAIN

AWAY.

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TIMES

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To Be Continued

^Greetings. Welcome .

-.llNTOOUB. SAGA OF THE faithful

Old West.the

reader will recallthat the town of hangman's CoRHERS HAS BEEN BESET Bf a 5eries of untoward events following the! arrival of a

Mysterious Stranger, and that old doc mason has gone for help....

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As DOC BEGINS HIS

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TOWNSPEOPLE OF HANGMAN'S CORNERS ARE ENCOUNTERING A SCENE OF CHILLING CHAOS, DOWN

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Well, folks, here we are at the. end of another episode and still mo help for the unfortunate residents of hangman's c0rner5. wllltex get cranked up and come to their rescue or will aid come in the guise of the mysterious law IMWMITE, who IS EVEN NOW PERFORMING SOME SORT OF WEIRD "ONE -RING CEREIvlONY"?FIHD OUT IN OUR NEXT EP150DE OF TEX ARCANA. ! ,

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SO PLEASE STAY WITH ME FOR TODAY'S PROG-RAM, IN WHICH I WILL P1NP OUT WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THESE PILLARS AND HOW THEY ARE ERECTEP.

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I'M

5URE YOU'LL ENJOY THIS UNIQUE

/ ANTHROPOLOGICAL STUDY AS MUCH AS I WILL- HOW AG-ROUP OF PEOPLE WHOSE

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PA55EP THE LOINCLOTH, MUCH LESS THE

WHEEL,COULP CARVE ftNP TRANSPORT \ MASSIVE OBELISKS 15 A FA5CINATIMG\^ QUESTION!, I'M SURE YOU'LL AGREE.

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HOW CAN WE ASCRIBE AUTHORSHIP OF THESE PILLARS TO PEOPLE WHO WOULD REGARD A PIT LATRINE AS AN ENGINEERING- MARVEL? ON OUR LIVE CAMERA WE SEE THEM,SITTING- OR 1

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EARLY THEORIES WERE THAT THESE PILLARS WERE THE WORK OF

A

PREVIOUS, APVANCEt?

CULTURE THAT SOMEHOW PE&EN ERATED TO ITS PRESENT STATE, BUT, AS WE KNOW, NEW PILLARS APPEAR EVERY PLANETARY YEAP. AND SO, THE MYSTERY CONTINUES...

i

STAMPING, SILENT, BARELY MOVING-, SHOWINGRECOGNITION OF NEITHER OUR PRESENCE NOR THE MOMENTOUS OCCASION. MOST ANTHROPOLOGISTS HAVE LON& SINCE GIVEN UP ON THESE PEOPLE, UNABLE TO FINP EVIDENCE OF ANYTHING RESEMBLING A CULTURE IN ANY PROPER SENSE, NOT EVEN A SPOKEN LANG-UA&E.

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ARE

EXPERIENCING ...

SOME GO SO FAR AS TO

SUGG-EST THAT THESE PEOPLE

TECHNICAL

ARE ACTUALLY CAPABLE OF TELEKINET1CALLV SHAPINGANP TRANSPORTIN& METEORS FROM OUTER SPA

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THE IMMORTALS' FETE

PAR/5- THE BEGINNING/ OF/MARCH, ZOZZ. AN ELECTORAL MASQUE&ZPE IN PROGRESS NOTN/NG SEEMS TO HAVE CHAUGBP IN THIS l/WHENSE PARISIAN CITY- IT & POLITICALLY Ai ITAL HAYS HAS SSSAi AUTONO/HOUS, ANP IRREPARABLY fASCIST THE SEGREGATION OF THE CITV ItVTO two Sects reveals A pef/n/tely socially retarpec stats, me F/R*}r GROUP! WHICH FOR/US THE NUCLEUS, SHELTERS THE PREFERRED SOCfETY, A MILITIA AMP THE RULING CLASS. THE SECONP SNRROUNPS THE FIRSTANP STRETCHES OUT UNTIL IT CAN'T BE SEEN SINCE THE INSTALLATION OFAN EIYORMOUS ASTROPORT, IT HAS 6ECO/YIE THE CROSSROADS FOR ADVENTURERS ANP EXTRATERRESTRIAL TYPES ALIUS. THE ARMYASSURES CONTROL ANP SECURITY FOR THIS TORN UNIVERSE. INAPPITTON TO THE FORCED EXOTE/HSNT GENERATED OVER THE NEXT ELECTORAL PATE, DISCONTENT HAS SPREAP OWING TO THE MVSTERlOLlS APPARITION OFA PYI3Q/tAIP-SHAPEP SPACESHIP GENERAL RESTLESSNESS GROWS. IT IS SELIEVEO THAT THE OCCUPANTS OF THIS FLYING PYRAMIP ARE TAKING ASTRONOMICAL QUANTITIES OF MOTOR FUEL FROM PARIS THE PRUPEAIT SILENCE OF GOVERNOR l<S

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.

Detweiler

.

.

.

.

.a

.

.

small, insignificant

world, orbiting its minor sun on a point between the nm and oblivion,

I

.

Detweiler a world of farmers. Not happy, .

.

kicking, ignorant brothers

of the

soil

.

.

.but of bitter, I

desperate men.

Drought

.

.

.

Drought. 184 days of unblinking, merciless sunshine. Her crops turning to ash on the vine, Detweiler's people no longer worry about profit from export .

.

,

.

which

burst,

pouring forth the sweet, wet miracle

of life.

|tl 1

High noon on the 185th day. In minutes the

As one.

luminescent blue

people

.

sky

is

.

.

gutted by

Detweiler's

moan

in

gratitude, giving

thanks to an

black,

.

.

.

ultimately

rolling

clouds

merciful .

.

God.

.

The ram

fell

for ten days,

continuously,

covering every

parched inch oF Detweiler's surface.

ml Jk.

fly

m^

\M

^>

.

When ended,

the ten-day deluge fully

one-third of

Detweiler's people |

were dead |

.and the dying continued.

I

The

priests, in

1 protective clothing I

and masks, held mass

j

funerals over the

I

common graves of

I

the dead.

And still the people died

I

I

By the eighth day, the prayers of gratitude had

turned to screams anguish.

|

'of

J

c

I

And,

among

the living frhough most had forgotten), thar a ship had been seen orbiting Most had been too busy burying their dead

some remembered Detweiler.



But a

few remembered.

I

.

.

common link between these world nations were the profit-making

Therefore, [he only splintered

star travelers,

who

possessed the very few

existing hyperdnves;

I

the spidery container ships. bearing imports and exports

I

the marauders, raping

I I I

land pillaging I profit.

.

.

for

I

and the cathedral ships of Mother Church, manned by the warrior priests of St. Beryl

the leper.

obstacle In

mankind's stumbling

back to

hMBs*

I

For, although space travel was impossibly expensive for most societies, planet-bound conflict fought with everything from broadsword and dagger to turbine jets-

I

seemed to spring

I I I



I

I I I

|

up. overnight.

Hundreds of wretched worlds, barely able to feed their populations, found themselves locked in civil wars and

|

insurrections.

I I I

And, of course, as in all times ofwar. there was profit to be made; these times, as weil. proved to

be no exception.

I

.

Aside from rhe ancient family feud fa bipod teud| between Daxand Prometheus, a 'feud datingbade long before [tie jihad, both corporations have accepted a simple conclusion .

The ultimate success of one Gorporajupn's .product will., in the long run. lead to the collapse of the other. And- so, commercial warfare! Some even suggest that these planetary conflicts have- been created by these two cartels is merely idle speculation .

but this

.

I

With apologies

I

Ashmeade,

a

^

to our gentle reader

company world

.

we now go to

of the

Dax

\

cartel.

The I

I

I

With nine-tenths of

I it I

turns a

handsome

its

surface covered

profit selling

by ice, waterto

1

several desert planets in nearby systems.

laborers, stevedores,

and prostitutes who live on the surface are unaware of plant 14.

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shafts of crystal

I

where the

I

organic nurtured

Beneath its only city, however.

Ashmeade keeps

WHAT HAVE YOU GOT?] '

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several secrets.

J

hulls of starcraft are .

.

j I

Starbuck, legendary

hero of the Crusades, savior of virgins' ,

keeps

.

Cody

.Antichrist.

.

Starbuck,

privateer,

mercenary

presently

in

,

,

.

Prometheus Corporation. To the casual observer. it

would seem

that

Starbuck. mercenary that

Dax

he

is,

could serve

as well as he

does Prometheus.

the his

demands

own

for

highly

expensive services might dwindle.

^Dronedroid

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1 1 .comes from somewhere, that urge. The hands grasp the clay like those of a miner digging mother lode.

for the

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mold, to shape form from nothingness.

With a-narne

like

Dzihtars Mezulis, this thirty -orie-year-old sculp-

tor of Latvian extraction will

forever be saddled

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craft.

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Bom in England,

Mezulis with Ms family emigrated to Toronto, Canada, where his dad, a iteelworker, taught him as a child the use of tools. No surface rendering, no

mere

history really

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rhe delicacy that his clay

constructions require.

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sees

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his

life

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routine absorbed with clay and earthy

mass. For him spirit into it's like a

ness."

damn

A

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is

the translation of

matter. "Truthfully, for

me

struggle with light and dark-

magi, a wizard of

"When

serious:

with the stuff

I

soil,

he's

I'm working

step back

in

time. I'm

forever aware of temporality.

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guy's been there and back. Four times near death, trapped by collapsing kidneys, he spent six years, from 1969 to 1975. trekking around the world in a quest for a life while always facing likely death.

No wonder he



cinated with making

is fas-

"It's central to

my being.

Transmutation: "In part

it's

a takeoff on

Hermes, the god who guided souls

to

the underworld. There s a transmutation upwards from the stone monolith to a twelfth -century magus: this is a symbolic

geslure toward matter becoming

spirit."

Ringing In the Sheep: 'The animal is a combination greyhound and bronto-

saurus: there's a melding: the rider ferocious yet he delicately tinkles a tiny bell."

seems tough and

Digital Transmission:

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dual play on

first on myself as a maker with digital transmissions, and second, ; the figure locuses on the contemplative aspect o the source of my expression."

words,

my

I

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piece

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will

usually take

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dians in Central America.

Himalayan peaks

in

me eight to twelve weeks time, twelve hours a day.to finish! At my energy concentrated, I determine what will evolve from

tirst-l'm

order

He

In-

climbed

to stop at

Buddhist monasteries. The winds batin North African deserts while he was living with Bedouins. In the jungles of Guatemala. Mezulis vis-

tered him

hamwhile scorpions crawled about and bats flew above silently. Through Europe, Asia, and .Africa as weil as both American continents. Mezulis ited ancient temples and slept in

mocks

saw eighty

countries.

"I'm a sponge for experience, inin all attitudes about being. I understand about

terested

Through my work being.

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Darkness Draws Near: "He wears a bison worshiper's headdress, a sixteenthcentury codpiece, a nineteenth-century revolver; and he sits on a twentiethcentury Coke crate. He's the expression of timeiessness, the savage whose veneer of civilization is thin."

The Royal Twins View the Games: "These ture

figures are part of a larger struc-

— they're tomb guardians on the

face;

sur-

but underneath, eternal, primal

entities."

Harzak Centering: "With this figure its psychic dimension is several times the volume of physical space, so it's about space and timeiessness."

v

overwhelmed by the clay, by its very I don't use any support struts, or

the clay.

clay, of the earth."

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