By Frederick Kazar Evans
I have had this idea for what seems like forever. I have developed it over the past fifteen years while laying in bed at night. Working out the problems for this idea while laying in bed at night has always helped me to fall asleep, it always put my mind at ease and allowed me to forget about the problems of that day. The first sparks of this idea that I have been working on began when I was a child, around the age of six or five years old. My older brother and I would play this game where we would draw a battle scene on a piece of paper and use our pencils as weapons fire by standing them up on the sharpened points steadying them at the erasers end with our finger tips. Trying to aim them in the direction of the opposing force, pushing down on the eraser sending the pencil tip, drawing a line of fire at the enemy. We would do this for hours at time entertaining ourselves before and after dinner, we did this for years changing and elaborating the ship designs that first started off as simple triangle fighter with windows and stick figure men piloting them to massive Star Ships and destroyers in varying space scenes. I would design these new ships in bed at night and trying to figure out new tactics to destroyer my brothers fleet.
I have had this idea for what seems like forever. I have developed it over the past fifteen years while laying in bed at night. Working out the problems for this idea while laying in bed at night has always helped me to fall asleep, it always put my mind at ease and allowed me to forget about the problems of that day. The first sparks of this idea that I have been working on began when I was a child, around the age of six or five years old. My older brother and I would play this game where we would draw a battle scene on a piece of paper and use our pencils as weapons fire by standing them up on the sharpened points steadying them at the erasers end with our finger tips. Trying to aim them in the direction of the opposing force, pushing down on the eraser sending the pencil tip, drawing a line of fire at the enemy. We would do this for hours at time entertaining ourselves before and after dinner, we did this for years changing and elaborating the ship designs that first started off as simple triangle fighter with windows and stick figure men piloting them to massive Star Ships and destroyers in varying space scenes. I would design these new ships in bed at night and trying to figure out new tactics to destroyer my brothers fleet.
Time went by, we both got older and did not play this game as often, then soon not at all. In nineteen-eighty-nine my brother graduated high school and joined the Army. At night I would lull myself to sleep by continuing the game in my head but after a few years it began to become much more than a just a game. It grew into an entire parallel universe that I had devised, a path that humanity would follow in this world be it exploration, colonization, resource management and the continuation of the human species.
