Now that weâre in the enlightened 21st century, every self-respecting reader is intimately
familiar with all the early time travel classics.
Anno 7603,
Paris avant les hommes,[/em] â
A Tale of the
Ragged Mountains,â â
The Clock That Went Backward,â
El AnacronĂłpete, The Time Machine,
blah blah blah. But letâs be honest and call a Morlock a Morlock: All those old tales are
tales of vacuous travelers through time, none of them giving a thought to contorted
paradoxes, none wondering which lover they would get back (or get revenge on) if given the
chance, none fretting about what might happen should they kill their younger self, and none
having impure thoughts about sleeping with their mothers or the consequences of doing so.
Yep, Iâd always proudly boasted that it was
my generation who discovered such
sauciness.
And then I stumbled upon Jacques Rigautâs century-old gem that managed all
that and more in under 1,000 words more than a century ago.
— Michael Main
Divers incestes sont consommĂ©s. PalentĂȘte a quelques raisons de croire quâil est son
propre pĂšre.
Various incests are consummated. Skullhead has some reason to believe that he is his own
father.
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