Kahlias Mission

Kahlia’s Mission All white moonshine heroine spectral gaze of needle point stars lighting your way to holy city. Streamlined like a wraith, as silent as the earth, aviation fuel blood in your veins. Calm pilot at your controls, autopilot plotting your doomsday course to a target over the horizon. One small bomb recessed under your white belly, large destructive power for one million dead. Back to their base gasses, atomised. Not long now, digital clock ticks away the start of Kahlia Akasha’s nuclear bomb run on an innocent Iranian city. What price World War 3? No innocents on a planet of guilty people.