Novel-Classic Stories

You're all alone in a deserted city. You walk down an empty street, yearning for the sight of one living face--one moving figure. Then you see a man on a corner and you know your terror has only begun.

Of all the irksome, frustrating, maddening discoveries--was there no way of keeping it discovered?

The sand-thing was powerful, lonely and strange. No doubt it was a god--but who wasn't?

Just a one-eyed dog named Charlie and a crippled boy named Joey--but between them they changed the face of the universe. perhaps.

Just because you can "see" something doesn't mean you understand it--and that can mean that even perfect telepathy isn't perfect communication....

Eight students of telepathy go mad and their instructor is a vegetable. That makes the instructor the perfect person to work out the bugs in his system.

One final lesson--a dying man's last letter to his only son that completes the young man's education.

That the gentleman in question was a nut was beyond question. He was an institutionalized psychotic. He was nutty enough to think he could make an atom bomb out of modeling clay!

The conversion of light into electricity by spectrum is an interesting possibility. The idea of using foreign proteins on the human system to repel enemies, is also interesting. Do you get it? We didn't either until we read the story. Read the yarn and you'll get it too.

"The face of the giant was indeed that of a god...."