AARON SAFRONOFF – SUNBORN RISING – BENEATH THE FALL – 2016
Enter that world and you might
not come back. This world is magic, mesmerizing and haunting. It is another
deeper dimension to our 3D universe. We enter some fourth dimension that will
lock yourself off from our reality.
First you’ll find out our human
time hierarchy, we took so long to invent and develop, is just transmuted into
a vertical spatial hierarchy from a deepest Fall to a highest Loft and in
between these two many layers and tiers. This is disturbing: the deeper, the
older, the more forgotten. Discover what we cannot even remember of our deepest
Then that change of direction is
not enough and the author decides to transmute our cosmic world into a sylvan
universe. The Loft is the top layer of a rain forest: the branches and leaves
that are at the very top of the tree vegetation where they can be exposed to
the sun and sunshine, and the Fall is the deepest imaginable deep reality of
this rain forest, the roots, partially aerial and partially subterranean. And
each level has its population.
The Loft hosts a diversity of
intelligent species, none of which are human by appearance. They are all kinds
of fictional animals, from Marsupilamis to all kinds of strange beings you have
never seen. But they are intelligent and live in homes dug or built in the
superior layer of the forest. They also live in a society that has its rules
and customs. In fact you are justified to think this diverse fauna is nothing
but the human species who has adapted in its diversity to the sylvan world in
which they have been transferred by some cataclysm.
The main two characters are a
mother Brace, her daughter Barra and the recollection of their father/husband
Gammel, an adventurer in spirit who has disappeared and left behind many notes
that Barra discovers and starts reading. Curiosity kills the cat as is well
known, in this case it opens the door to many surprises for the pussy cat. This
Barra is soon joined by two boys, if we can call them boys since they are
“animals.” And that builds a trio, which is the best figure of speech for an
adventure. Two is too intimate and four is overcrowded. After all they are the
three Musketeers all over again.
Barra discovered in one tentative
visit of the lower level known as the Middens that some creeper is growing up
the trunks and that some aggressive and extremely numerous insects supposedly
accompany the creeper and multiply like flies. Barra tells her mother who tries
to blow the whistle but no one really hears, or wants to hear in this society
totally frozen in some unchanging tradition.
The society is a feudal very
clanic society governed by a council composed of people and representatives
that are de facto or de jure but certainly not elected and forced to justify
their actions to some electors. In the same way the leader of these Elders is
Jarrun, a very aristocratic conservative man who does not like women and hates
children. In other words, a blown whistle can only sound like an alarm that
brings the cops and the jailers and take the blower into custody preferably in
a straight jacket for as long as necessary, as long as it takes the whistle to
get icy cold.
In front of this blocked
situation Barra and her two boy friends decide to go check under what it looks
like and naturally they are attacked by the insects and they cannot cope and
they fall in the Fall and find themselves at the level of the subterranean
roots. That deeper world must have been inhabited but is not any more and
that’s where I am going to part from the story line because the adventure has
to be yours and cannot must not be mine.
I am sure you will like that
surreal reinvention of human life in such colorful and exotically different
garb and dress. Be sure to tie up your topknot securely if you do not want to
lose your ribbons in the big chasm, and enjoy that girl Barra who has the
longest tail imaginable and uses it all the time to catch up her boy friends. Isn’t
that against nature for a girl? Have a good trip and fare thee well, meaning do
not do anything evil if possible.
Dr Jacques COULARDEAU