The eremite pursues the Flashmo Bots, screeching and flailing about. The bots have lost their will and now cower in a grassy corner of the crawling, endless metropolis. The air flutters, the sky flickers, and the midtown park is full of the bat's wings.
Yet always during the endless nights, the berserk recluse hears quicksilver ponds boiling over by the keep. While he flits through the sinuous alleys or the wailing canals, he hears them in his quivering whorls.
iPhone 3G, Darth Vader, Wieden-Kennedy, iced venti soy chai, Godzilla, Engadget, Coheed & Cambria, AOL, and The Hulk: we have not forgotten you!
Where are the convoluted Miltonian phrases? Where are the Nightingale parodies, the Grecian Urn journeys? Where's the cranberry sauce? Where's the pumpkin pie?
Ah, the hermit will have to endure some more glitz, more flickering whims and hot-and-new reviews before *impulse re-centers itself and once again explicates the happenings of the quirky, expansive heath and its recalcitrant denizens.
Before we pipe unheard melodies to eternal Calliope, we will lounge in the Flash glow and guzzle Cherry Coke.
Then, the maddened eremite emerges from the cavern with a bundle of sticks, cubes and cylinders, spangled powders and long fuses, slow-burning incense and a wicked smirk. The display is about to begin.
Screenshot is from Xbox Live game Boom Boom Rocket, developed by Bizarre Creations and published by POGO/Electronic Arts