A collection of classic SF stories, most originally published in the 1970s and 1980s.
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An anthology of classic SF stories by Australian author David R. Grigg.
* In a post-catastrophe city, an old man seeks to recreate his past as a concert pianist...
* A hero sets out to destroy a demon plaguing the country, but uncovers some unpleasant facts...
* A scientist in a lunar base makes an amazing discovery. But is it too late...?
*Jason hoped to live forever, but he might eventually change his mind...
* The acolyte of an oracle in a future world meets an unstoppable force from the past...
* First contact with an alien species has been made. Or has it....?
* Out among the stars, Ariane spins a fragile web...
* Love endures, even among the asteroids...
* Miranda, the ship's Library, tells the tale of a doomed expedition...
* What caused the mysterious explosion which destroyed the science centre and spread radioactive fallout across the crowded city...?
The Twist of Fate
There were human bones spilling loosely from the inside of the crater, falling with the black earth in which they had been embedded to partially obscure the still-hot layer of glass that covered the bottom.
Stephen Pham Tang, standing gingerly at the crumbling edge of this utterly impossible crater, looked down at the bones appalled. Surely there had not been so many killed by the blast? But then he remembered. Before the research institute had been built here, this had been the Melbourne General Cemetery. The catastrophic and still mysterious explosion here had killed hundreds, and thousands more were yet to die. But what he now saw were merely the relics of the long-dead.
It was hot, too hot. It was one of those blazing summer days that, as you awaken from an exhausting sleep, even at dawn greets you with the threat of its heat to come. Far too hot to be cooped up in an ill-fitting and all-enclosing radiation suit. Stephen felt as though his dripping sweat was pooling in his boots. He kept wishing vainly that he could wipe his eyes, to get rid of the blinding perspiration.
He couldn't even work out why he was here. He looked around again. The other scientists were hard at work, their bright yellow suits somehow wildly incongruous amidst this devastation. But then, the whole scene was incongrous: this landscape of shattered buildings standing like the columns of some ancient ruin in a circle around a two-hundred-meter wide crater at the centre.