Maat-ka-re. Memoirs of a Time Traveler.
Science Fiction & Fantasy, High Tech, Fiction & Literature, Historical
| Author: | W.J. Cherf | ISBN: | 9780983481478 |
| Publisher: | W.J. Cherf | Publication: | June 4, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | W.J. Cherf |
| ISBN: | 9780983481478 |
| Publisher: | W.J. Cherf |
| Publication: | June 4, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
My Cyrillic-English identification badge read:
VESNA BORISEVNA GREGORIEVA
TEMPORAL FIELD AGENT, NR. 3
RUSSIAN-AMERICAN ACADEMIES OF SCIENCE
That I was only the third such temporal field agent pleased me greatly, almost as much as I had succeeded my mentor Alexander Andreovich Piankoff.
I, with my American counterpart, was tasked with preserving our current reality. And to make a very long story short, I have been busy. First, as Maatkare in ancient Egypt, we executed a dangerously psychotic alien hybrid posing as a pharaoh. Then, as Lieutenant Valerie Gregg in Philadelphia, we failed to rescue four lost seamen in 1942. Finally, as Veer “the Bloody” in eighth century France, our team stopped an Iranian attempt to alter the course of Western European Civilization. Like I said, I have been busy.
But as anyone will tell you, they never forget their first unassisted ride on a bicycle, or for that matter, their first love. So it was for me, that first drop into the somewhen was, well, quite, quite memorable. After all, we were only sent to assassinate a minor pharaoh of the Eighteenth Dynasty. What possibly could go wrong?
My Cyrillic-English identification badge read:
VESNA BORISEVNA GREGORIEVA
TEMPORAL FIELD AGENT, NR. 3
RUSSIAN-AMERICAN ACADEMIES OF SCIENCE
That I was only the third such temporal field agent pleased me greatly, almost as much as I had succeeded my mentor Alexander Andreovich Piankoff.
I, with my American counterpart, was tasked with preserving our current reality. And to make a very long story short, I have been busy. First, as Maatkare in ancient Egypt, we executed a dangerously psychotic alien hybrid posing as a pharaoh. Then, as Lieutenant Valerie Gregg in Philadelphia, we failed to rescue four lost seamen in 1942. Finally, as Veer “the Bloody” in eighth century France, our team stopped an Iranian attempt to alter the course of Western European Civilization. Like I said, I have been busy.
But as anyone will tell you, they never forget their first unassisted ride on a bicycle, or for that matter, their first love. So it was for me, that first drop into the somewhen was, well, quite, quite memorable. After all, we were only sent to assassinate a minor pharaoh of the Eighteenth Dynasty. What possibly could go wrong?
