THE STORY OF AN AGE.

The world as we know it has passed through many ages . . . but the world as we do not know it has passed through incomparably more.; Perhaps if you are lucky, you can catch a glimpse of one now through your window.; Turn and look!

The ages have blanketed many levels of reality between them.; There are ages which are real and there are those which are merely the imagination of the real.; There are ages which conceive of reality, and there are those which relate one reality to another.; There are those which exist in a delicate mutual unification: each is imagined by the other.; And there are those rare few which imagine themselves.

Some of these ages have been governed by religion, ceremony, and teaching; others by impulse, gratuity, and caprice; and still others by rationality, science, and logic.; But most ages have been a savory combination of these forces, filled with confused inhabitants who know not which way to turn, and sprinkled with a precocious few who believe they have worked it out.

It is even said that long ago, one age came to be ruled by another's toys, mechanical and electric, of all manner of quaint personality and preference between them.; They lived in hamlets, each hamlet mostly isolated from the others.; They were constantly in equilibrium between the conflicting beliefs that their way of life would continue forever, and that their world was on the brink of death.; Toys, after all, are not natural, and their base emotions are untempered by the mercy of evolution.

This age was the age of Gearheads.

GEARHEADS

THE UNTHINKABLE PROPHECY

One of these hamlets was the hamlet of Fluxxus, in which lived twelve toys of resounding character.; Their names were these: Big Al, Clucketta, Deadhead, Disasteroid, Handy, Kangaruffian, Krush Kringle, Orbit, Presto, Walking Time Bomb, Zap Bot, and Ziggy.

It is here that our story takes place.

THE PROPHECY: When the wind blows from all sides together, when the Plicate Rook hugs itself in, when the night lights shiver in the cold, then will perish the toys of Fluxxus.

And one of Fluxxus will cause this to be true.