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The Fire of WyomingThe green thing was not a thing. That was the first thing Harry understood, and the last thing he would understand before he rode out of Wyoming and never looked back. It sat in the centre of a half-mile circle of glassed earth like a jewel in a setting of obsidian. The earth had been melted— not burned, not charred, melted— into a smooth, curved surface that reflected the Wyoming sky like a...0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 1 Visualizações 0 AnteriorFaça Login para curtir, compartilhar e comentar!
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The Seamstress of BlackfriarsThe fog on the Thames did not roll in that night so much as it descended, heavy and yellow as a bruise. Eleanor Marsh stood at the edge of the wharf and felt the iron chains around her wrists grow cold enough to burn. Her father Abner stood three paces behind her, his breath reeking of gin and indecision. "Go on, then," Marguerite's voice had said that morning, pressing a shilling into Abner's...0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 2 Visualizações 0 Anterior
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The Girl Who Lived Too LongThe party was in a house on Long Island that didn't belong to anyone who was still alive. Tommy Ashworth knew this because he had read the deed. The house had been built in 1912 by a man named Vanderbilt who was not a Vanderbilt and probably wished he had been. It had passed through three hands since then, each of which had sold it at a loss, as if wealth itself were contagious and the real...0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 2 Visualizações 0 Anterior
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The Case That Went WrongMickey Kowalski ran his operation out of a warehouse on a street that the city had not bothered to name and would not have bothered to remember even if it had been named, a narrow alley between the lumber yards and the stockyards, where the smell of sawdust mixed with the smell of cattle and the smell of cattle mixed with the smell of the lake, and all of it together smelled like Chicago in...0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 2 Visualizações 0 Anterior
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刘慈欣短篇科幻小说合集_V06_The-Mirror-at-Blackthorne-202606021658.txtThe Mirror at Blackthorne Part I: The Awakening (起势) Dr. Edmund Voss first met Arthur Penhaligon on a Monday in October, when the patient was brought to Blackthorne Sanatorium in a car that smelled of rain and something else—something that Voss could not identify but would spend the next six months trying to understand. Arthur was thirty-one, well-dressed, and spoke with the precise...0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 2 Visualizações 0 Anterior
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Marcus Thibodeaux walked through the glass doors of Aethelgard Dynamics on a Tuesday morning in October, and within fifteen minutes, the receptionist had smiled at him three times without once meeting his eyes.He noticed this because he had spent the past eleven months noticing everything. The angle of a stranger's head when they offered condolences. The precise microsecond of hesitation before someone asked how he was holding up. The way the word "accident" slid out of people's mouths with a slight downward inflection, as if they were already placing a period at the end of a sentence they didn't...0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 2 Visualizações 0 Anterior
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RUST AND BONEThe radio was broken. It had been broken for six months. Tony Ferguson knew this because he had tried to fix it three times and failed each time, and each failure was slightly more embarrassing than the last because his father kept asking him about it. "It's just a connection," Tony said the third time, holding the back panel in one hand and a screwdriver in the other, neither of which was...0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 2 Visualizações 0 Anterior
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The House on Caddo LakeThe cypress knees broke the black water of Caddo Lake like the knuckles of hands reaching up from the bottom. Caleb Beauregard stood on the porch of the house that had belonged to his grandfather and looked at them — the knees, the water, the Spanish moss that hung from the cypress trees like funeral drapes in a culture that had forgotten how to mourn and had replaced mourning with silence...0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 6 Visualizações 0 Anterior
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The Apothecary's DebtThe Apothecary's Debt The carriage struck the clinic doorway at half past three on a Tuesday. Eleanor Voss heard it before she saw it—the crack of wood on stone, the gasp of horseflesh, the heavy thud of something that was not dead but close to it being dragged over cobblestones and up three steps. She wiped her hands on a linen cloth and stepped into the street. Three men in dark coats were...0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 1 Visualizações 0 Anterior
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V The Fine PrintThe woman walked into my office at midnight wearing a coat that cost more than my car and a expression that cost more than both of them put together. She said her name was Veronica Hayes and she had a story that needed to be told but not by her. She had a brother, she said, a little sister really, who was sick and who needed treatment that the city's hospitals were not providing, and she had...0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 10 Visualizações 0 Anterior
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I should have quit the day I read the real criteria. But then I thought about Sophia.The list was on my screen at 2:47 AM, and it told me everything I didn't want to know. Five thousand names. Five thousand people who were going to survive the end of the world, and nine billion nine million nine hundred ninety-five thousand who weren't. I sat in my office on the forty-third floor of the New Ark tower — glass walls, chrome desk, a view of the LA sprawl that would have made me...0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 2 Visualizações 0 Anterior
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The Pi Prophet(V-08: New York Modernism) The subway station at 42nd Street was a subterranean hive of desperation and noise, a place where the air tasted of ozone and old sweat. In the center of the platform, sitting on a milk crate, was Clarence. He was a man who looked like he had been assembled from spare parts—a frayed tweed coat, glasses held together by electrical tape, and a chalkboard that had seen...0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 10 Visualizações 0 Anterior
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