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by G. Alden Davis First was the change in gravity. Almost immediately I felt as if I was pulling against some misaligned, weighty force. It...

by G. Alden Davis I lifted heavy feet and set out, following the wash between towering sandstone cliffs. Their surface was sculpted by ages ...

by G. Alden Davis Of what odd visions composed my dreams that night I am mercifully unaware, but I do know that I slept in a tangle with...

by G. Alden Davis ONE If there is danger in glimpsing an unknowable truth, dear reader, I say put this manuscript down and back a...