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Siculia Cosmica
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| Siculia Cosmica: Szekler Wit at the Edge of the Universe
What happens when you mix the unyielding stubbornness of a Szekler border guard with the cold, silent vacuum of deep space? You get Siculia Cosmica, a gripping and hilariously absurd sci-fi collection that proves that no matter how far humanity travels, our quirks, vices, and dark humor travel with us.
This volume is a unique triptych, bringing together three distinct yet interconnected stories that explore the "Final Frontier" through a very particular, down-to-earth lens:Outpost on Pluto: Follow Corporal Pista Tankó, stationed at the solar system's "backside," where the only things more biting than the -232°C cold are the boredom and a persistent wart on his foot. When a mysterious black monolith appears over the barracks, the crew's fragile sanity begins to unravel in a series of increasingly bizarre and violent events.
Patrol in the Oort-cloud: A space captain finds himself in a surreal nightmare where the rigid discipline of his ship is replaced by a brandy-fumed tavern, naked pole-dancing kitchen hands, and the legendary, ball-clapping "juju bird" of the Hargita mountains. It's a psychedelic trip through a mind pushed to the brink by cosmic isolation.
The good, the bad ant the idiot: Two stranded soldiers, Parizer and Sanyi, stumble upon a pink alien spacecraft manned by towering Szekler Amazons from Sirius. They discover their missing comrade has been "captured" for a noble-if exhausting-reproduction mission, leading to a desperate negotiation for salvation, engine cores, and a way back home.
Packed with sharp dialogue, grotesque imagery, and a healthy dose of "Szeklerized" science fiction, Siculia Cosmica is a must-read for those who like their space operas with a side of smoked sausage and a heavy splash of bootleg brandy. It's a journey to the stars where the greatest mystery isn't the aliens, but how we manage to stay human in the face of the infinite. |
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