Unnatural Time (Infinity, Ltd. #1)

By Julio Angel Ortiz

Mr. Kite's Cavalcade of Unnatural History tours the country, presenting unusual wonders and sights, but something more sinister is at work.

For Palequus and Peter, agents sent to investigate, they realize what a threat the Cavalcade is. But can a retired Grim Reaper and discharged cherub stop Mr. Kite and his plans,
lest they become a curiosity of the Cavalcade, a memento of a forgotten history?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Julio Angel Ortiz
• Release date: Dec 11, 2010
• ISBN: 9781458189561

Julio Angel Ortiz

Julio Angel Ortiz is a writer in both print and electronic media. Julio has had an audio drama released for the original sci-fi series THE DOME and short stories published in collections by Obverse Books, as well as several eBooks available for Kindle, Nook, and other eReaders via his Vox Theory imprint. When not banging his head against his notebook in order to string words together, Julio works in Information Technology during the day and is also active blogging, posting on Twitter, and working at his photography.

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Unnatural Time

An Infinity, Ltd. Tale

Julio Angel Ortiz

Vox Camera Ltd.

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It only takes seven seconds for the world to end each time? Peter found himself asking.

Mr. Kite, his burgundy pinstriped suit an elegant drape over a rail-thin frame, smiled with a smugness Peter recognized as being reserved for children. Peter was starting to already dislike this man. Intensely.

Yes. That's why they're called 'The Seven-Second Empires,' my young, winged friend. Mr. Kite favored Peter with a smile that resembled tombstones.

Peter hated it whenever anyone called attention to his wings. It never failed to amaze him that people would not call attention to all sorts of things before calling him on his wings. Perpetually half-drunk bottle of Scotch in hand? Barely a glance. The Cuban cigar with the faint vanilla aroma jutting out from his mouth? Nobody would even humor him with a cough; not even a sneeze. His kodachi