The Tao of Laser
75 word compression of the universe into a drop of dew

The laser beam is the tao of archery, the release already at the target. We are men who point at you and you die, just like that. It’s not polite to point it out but guns are old hat.
When we arrived at the outpost we were met by ghosts. They carried images of a world that has been lost to the murderous mind of the smiling host.
Behind it a portrait of Dorian Gray.






