The Legion of Lazarus

By Edmond Hamilton

Release : 1977-01-01

Genre : Adventure Sci-Fi, Books, Sci-Fi & Fantasy, Science Fiction & Literature

Kind : ebook

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This is a novel book. It isn't the dying itself. It's what comes before. The waiting, alone in a room without windows, trying to think. The opening of the door, the voices of the men who are going with you but not all the way, the walk down the corridor to the airlock room, the faces of the men, closed and impersonal. They do not enjoy this. Neither do they shrink from it. It's their job. This is the room. It is small and it has a window. Outside there is no friendly sky, no clouds. There is space, and there is the huge red circle of Mars filling the sky, looking down like an enormous eye upon this tiny moon. But you do not look up. You look out. There are men out there. They are quite naked. They sleep upon the barren plain, drowsing in a timeless ocean. Their bodies are white as ivory and their hair is loose across their faces. Some of them seem to smile. They lie, and sleep, and the great red eye looks at them forever as they are borne around it. 'It isn't so bad, ' says one of the men who are with you inside this ultimate room. 'Fifty years from now, the rest of us will all be old, or dead'.

The Legion of Lazarus

By Edmond Hamilton

Release : 1977-01-01

Genre : Adventure Sci-Fi, Books, Sci-Fi & Fantasy, Science Fiction & Literature

Kind : ebook

(0 ratings)
This is a novel book. It isn't the dying itself. It's what comes before. The waiting, alone in a room without windows, trying to think. The opening of the door, the voices of the men who are going with you but not all the way, the walk down the corridor to the airlock room, the faces of the men, closed and impersonal. They do not enjoy this. Neither do they shrink from it. It's their job. This is the room. It is small and it has a window. Outside there is no friendly sky, no clouds. There is space, and there is the huge red circle of Mars filling the sky, looking down like an enormous eye upon this tiny moon. But you do not look up. You look out. There are men out there. They are quite naked. They sleep upon the barren plain, drowsing in a timeless ocean. Their bodies are white as ivory and their hair is loose across their faces. Some of them seem to smile. They lie, and sleep, and the great red eye looks at them forever as they are borne around it. 'It isn't so bad, ' says one of the men who are with you inside this ultimate room. 'Fifty years from now, the rest of us will all be old, or dead'.

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