Bonshoon: A Tale Of The Final Fall Of Man - Plot & Excerpts
The buoy measured little over a hundred feet across and barely caught the light from the distant sun in the centre of the Bunzolabe or, for that matter, the Tramp’s proximity floodlights. It was just a small, utilitarian grey dome with a chunky set of compensators underneath it. As they approached, Zeegon had mused that it looked like nothing so much as a small stone beetle floating in space.The wider security system, a flattened bubble made up of some ninety thousand of the mechanised buoys, was ancient and existed for the dual purpose of keeping wandering travellers out of the Bunzolabe, and keeping Bunzo in. And it had made absolutely no secret of the fact, as soon as they arrived, that this was what they were dealing with. Horatio Bunzo, electronic deus ex machina, most certainly did exist. And he was just as powerful and insane as the legends said.“Of course, in official Fleet and Corps terms, that’s all just hearsay and conjecture,” Bitterpill had said. “Nobody believes it and it can’t go on the official record until eight bureaucrats have filled out the same exact set of forms with the same exact information.
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