tomorrows book

It is the story of an island—an old island, conjured from the depths of my own fantasy, my own world. Perhaps it is the last island adrift in this boundless ocean of so-called reality. Let it sink beneath the waves, let it be torn asunder by storms. Yet, even in its ruin, it will persist—forever clinging to its stubborn, futile existence... an old island, mocking the endless ocean.