Science Fiction 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.

Lost in the vast Scorpion Desert of Venus, he needed all the courage a man could own--and every bit of credit he could raise!

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

He knew his wife was dead, because he'd seen her buried. But it was only one possibility out of infinitely many!

Consider the poor mailman of the future. To "sleet and snow and dead of night"--things that must not keep him from his appointed rounds--will be added, sub-zero void, meteors, and planets that won't stay put. Maybe he'll decide that for six cents an ounce it just ain't worth it.

To live different and exciting lives, all I had to do was sign here--and give up my own life!

After some sudden and unspecified catastrophe has depopulated England, the countryside reverts to nature, and the few survivors to a quasi-medieval way of life. The first part, The Relapse into Barbarism, is the account by some later historian of the fall of civilisation and its consequences, with a loving description of nature reclaiming England. The second part, Wild England, is an adventure set many years later in the wild landscape and society.

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...."

Interstellar trouble-shooting is the easiest work there is. All you need is brains, energy--and a steno with nice legs!