Not what I’d want to see, that’s for sure.
Image of a disembodied brain superimposed on a computer circuit board; taken from the web where it was used to illustrate story of Google’s AIs communicating with each other in their own, thus far indecipherable language
As per “Decimation Damnation“, it was Boxing Day, albeit on the Inner Earth of Sedon’s Head, the 26th of Tantalar 5980, in the Weirdom of Cabalarkon, to be precise, that tiny Tina (Athena Zeross), age 6, asked the question that delayed, if perhaps not permanently prevented, Blind Sundown killing Wilderwitch:
BTW, the Percy Sundown thinks about in this quote is Tina’s eldest sister, Persephone, who’s just recently turned 16. He didn’t kill her either … yet.
“Where’s your pretty little box, skinny Auntie Wildie?” wondered Tina, tears under control now that she felt, howsoever erroneously, safe in her mother’s arms.
Sundown let Wilderwitch go. Thought better of it immediately, picked her up bodily just as she started to swoon and carried her over to the nearest available sofa. Whereupon he laid her down, stepped back and let Mel deal with redressing the seepage-drenched bandage around her right thigh.
He didn’t feel bad about her. Didn’t fell bad about what he’d been intending to do to her ever since Percy begged for her life by blaming the Witch. He felt bad for them, all of them, for himself as much as for her and everyone else, what was left of the Family Zeross and their just-this-morning, four lost fellows in D-Brig.
He knew what fit into a little lacquered box. The remnants of Psycho’s brain!
Guess that means Crystallion and her atomic firedrake didn’t kill Magnifico in “Nuclear Dragons” after all.
Front and Back Covers for “Nuclear Dragons”; artwork by Ian Bateson, 1980/2013; text by Jim McPherson
Hit here to reach online article entitled: “Google’s AI Are Sending Encrypted Messages to One Another That No One Can Decipher”