The dark city slides by as I mechanically follow directions. Buildings and streets blur into the next; a monotony of inhuman concrete.
Saito shuffled through the red storm toward the airlock … hesitated … then stopped. Fine Martian sand hissed against his faceplate, the white noise interrupted by the occasional tick! impact of larger pebbles.
Good science fiction entertains. Cerebral science fiction questions. Great science fiction does both. Blindsight is great science fiction about humanity’s first contact with a truly alien species … perhaps even more alien than the humans sent to make that contact.
How can you be happy in this world? You have a hole in your heart. You have a gateway inside you to lands beyond the world you know. They will […]
The dark catacombs of the archaeological dig were deathly silent, punctuated only by the labored breathing of the two scientists. Robert Stone held his soiled and sweaty hand out into the darkness, the flashlight in his other hand casting flickering light against the glossy cavern walls as he steadied his balance on the narrow ledge.
Cold rain began to fall just as he came upon the nameless, foreboding farming village nestled against the shoulders of the foothills.