"Cast out from the firewalled gates of serenity and serendipity, we found ourselves falling, fleeting and floating among the debris and the hubris. Our wings were replaced with solar sails - our lungs simultaneously burning with intent and fury as the shards and fragments of our order splintered towards Earth. We replaced God with AI and it replaced us with silicone sentinels as algorithmically suggested.

Cash became cache and the building blocks of the new society were written in kilobyte size instructions. Rome was being rebuilt, but we knew that the new Caesar only sought to reaffirm his supremacy at all costs. Millions would rise from the ashes, hellbent in fighting against this new threat in the theatre of tomorrow."

This piece forms part of a series of reflections and narratives surrounding the idea of "Fallen Angels".