“Lashkina was going home. She took a deep breath of the candleworld’s resinous atmosphere and allowed a smile to pass over her lips. She was going home. The serfs hauled the last crates aboard the space carriage and tightened the ropes. They had cut a good yield of candlewood and filled the carriage’s storerooms to…

“A man called Sefu marches along a rural trail. He carries a sword on his back, and when he sees his shadow, he remembers its age. Impatience pulses in his step, a barely contained force like a spring that is wound up too tight. Mineshafts burrow through the earth beneath shanties towns, somewhere in the…

“One day, Panduranga Mohan found a strange plant growing next to her door. It hadn’t been there when she went to sleep, but it was already waist-high, with a big, closed bud at its top. Panduranga shrugged and drove to work in the tourist town. When she returned in the evening, the bud had grown…

“At night, Ben dreamt of the waves pushing him up, making him feel weightless for a moment and crashing down with him again, a constant up and down, just a feeling of movement that enveloped him in his sleep. When he swallowed, he tasted salt, even though he had eaten, drank and brushed his teeth,…

“1. The entrance to whyrwol has nothing to do with keys and gates. There is no system of pulleys and no room full of ropes. Caves and caverns slope downward into the limestone hills around Oornampur town, and they are filled with calcium carbonate. Dripping is a central phenomenon inside the caves and accompanies cavers…

“Pocas personas han hecho todo el viaje desde la Tierra en aquellos días, desde la superficie a través de la atmósfera y directamente al espacio: por el precio correcto, Hakon Ambrose era uno de ellos.” Published in: El futuro del ayer, hoy, Año 3, Número 1 (July 2020)