In spite of your day dreams and longing, the first
thing that would strike you is a sense of profound deprivation, of being robbed
of something that you always thought would be yours.
Your own life and times.
You
don’t really want to be stuck in history. At least not permanently.
Not in an
age before antibiotics, anaesthesia, modern dentistry and the Internet.
Your
own age is the oxygen you breathe, it suddenly hits you, and without it you are
left gasping like a fish flapping on the Nile riverbank...
Let fiction get you there instead...
Take the journey with these 'time slip' titles:
Text Messages from Eternity
The Sarcophagus
Egypt Jump
