A child inventor builds a flying machine and finds his life forever changed. A philosophical story about rainbows, shape shifters, ghosts, and kings. The complexity of humanity, the inventiveness of youth, and the psychedelic, unseen, nature of reality.
Here are a few illustrations and excerpts from the unfinished book.
" Then unexpectedly like a sudden bout of sickness and psychedelia... between one current and another, Nicholas spotted the most beautiful rainbow he'd ever seen. The noises of it's figure were like bells and the bells rang out in a voice that spoke softer and sweeter than any voice"
" 'I practiced very hard at understanding how it would be to fly as a bird. So much so that eventually my body wondered as much as my mind and I shed my body to become a bird.' The Shifter seemed pleased, but it was only discernible through it's tone of voice- for the Shifter itself remained expressionless. As though even a change in expression would require a great shift of shape."
" Nicholas's fret had turned to desperation, when upon hitting his fist on the console a lever was switched, which prompted a shrill whistle to sound from the machine. The girl's eyes suddenly gave light like she was alive and she turned her head glancing to search for the origin of the sound. ' Oh,' she exclaimed. ' A rainbow.' and as if it had hurt her deeply, her face drew up tight like all of her muscles flexed across her skull and a great many tears came to her eyes."