Nancy Holt – författare

The Iztris cannot name a single creature that was not mortal at some point - the only fully immortal beings they can imagine are the great gods, the only truly perfect gods among them. The Iztris were once mortal - and so were the gods they served. Mortality tainted the creatures, and when immortality was granted, the Iztris knew those taints remained. Therefore, no creature can escape the flaws of mortals - the flaws of humans.

A long time ago, centuries before the present.While the earth was still held together by a flag, the source of the disaster was summoned into the world by those whose hearts were dark. A catastrophe to end it all.Perseus, that''s what they called him....

In unending darkness, silence is broken by the words.Never open the Box.His eyes squinted halfway against an not known, brilliant light above him. Wincing, that he shielded his face with a hand and looked around. That he lay on to the floor of a cube like room. Guardedly, that he surely got to his feet.