EDEN miniatures are twelve self-contained texts from EDEN by FREI, made available as handsome, compact paperbacks. First to be published is The Ice King, which will be followed shortly by The Planet Walk, and then The Tape. Once complete, the series will contain all of EDEN, logically structured into its constituent parts.
Of course, you can continue to read EDEN by FREI online for free, but if you would like to own or give this fine collection, or any section or story from it, you can order individual titles here as they appear:
“Deep inside the glacier lives The Ice King, supple and smooth. His skin is aglow with the cold, and unbelievably soft. He should be milky white, but there’s an olive tint to his hue, and no sooner do I see him, than I want to touch him.”
The Ice King is a poetic short story about life in a world of the senses and the expanded mind.
“I walk from Neptune towards the sun through the snow – like shooting stars, falling. I love the snow falling on my face as I look up at the sky, at the space, at these planets, the aboveness and the aroundness of it all; the path ahead is white and clear, and there’s no-one about. Of course not: I’m alone. Alone on the edge of the universe.”
The Planet Walk is a poetic perambulation through our solar system, and through the constellations formed by mind, body and soul, in search for identity and meaning.
“I sound to me like any young man from the past. I recognise myself, but in the way that I would recognise a friend from that time, someone I knew, a little. Not someone I knew well, let alone someone I was. I don’t remember the process of recording this, but I do recall having made the tape. The memory is curious, brittle, alien.”
In The Tape, the discovery of an old cassette tape featuring an audio diary prompts the reliving of a train journey across Europe, and a trip into the heart where the growing pains of friendship and loss, adventure and love commingle to tell their own kind of story.
“‘There has to come a point when it stops being about anything, when it just is,’ George tells me, as we climb up the steep, picturesque Yeni Çarşı Caddesi towards the main drag that leads from Galatasaray to Taksim Square.”
Istanbul is the location for an unlikely—though often imagined—encounter between a younger and an older self. It triggers memories, of course, but more than that it prompts a reflection on what it means to love, what it means to discover, and what it means to be.