22 stories
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H. G. Wells
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962
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98 parts
Dust motes dance in the perpetual twilight of these stories, each a fractured reflection in a cracked looking-glass. Wells doesn't offer gra... -
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H. G. Wells
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931
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78 parts
A creeping dread descends with the celestial visitor. Not fire and brimstone, but a subtle, insidious unraveling of the familiar. England, p... -
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Poul Anderson
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890
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105 parts
Dust motes dance in the perpetual twilight of abandoned mining colonies, clinging to the skeletal machinery like spectral lichen. These stor... -
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Clifford D. Simak
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686
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50 parts
Dust motes dance in the perpetual twilight of forgotten farmhouses, where the echoes of humanity cling to splintered wood and rusting machin... -
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Frederik Pohl
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602
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71 parts
Dust motes dance in the perpetual twilight of abandoned orbital stations. Here, amongst the rusting husks of forgotten commerce, the echoes ... -
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Ray Bradbury
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416
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31 parts
Dust motes dance in the perpetual twilight of Bradbury’s short stories, each a chipped porcelain doll of a memory reflecting a fractured wor... -
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Algis Budrys
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390
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38 parts
The air hangs thick with the scent of ozone and regret. Budrys doesn’t deal in ghosts of flesh and bone, but in the spectral echoes of ambit... -
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Robert Sheckley
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371
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28 parts
The last stars bleed out over chrome canyons, slick with perpetual rain. Sheckley’s fragments aren’t stories so much as echoes pulled from d... -
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Samuel R. Delany
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338
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13 parts
Dust motes dance in the violet light filtering through the orbital glass of Aptor, a city built on the bones of forgotten gods and fueled by... -
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Philip K. Dick
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336
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18 parts
The chipped porcelain of a diner booth, slick with grease and regret. Rain-streaked windows blurring the neon flicker of a dying highway. Th... -
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Geoffrey Dennis
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333
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18 parts
A creeping dread settles with the first page, a chill that isn’t of winter but of finality. Dennis doesn’t offer apocalypse in fire and brim... -
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R. A. Lafferty
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250
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15 parts
The air hangs thick with the scent of brine and something older, something rooted in the shale of forgotten coastlines. Lafferty’s stories d... -
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Frederik Pohl
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246
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16 parts
The humid rot of the Louisiana bayou clings to everything in this novel, a suffocating green darkness where the lines between swamp fever an... -
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Fritz Leiber
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246
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17 parts
The crumbling grandeur of Old Chicago bleeds into the shadowed alleys where ghosts of ambition and regret cling to brick and steel. Leiber’s... -