Mythic Fiction. The Lantern on Platform Six At the hour when sand became the color of old bone, the clocks in Iven’s workshop began to disagree. One chimed for the first rains. Another sighed for the long thaw. A third, shaped like a folded leaf, ticked toward a winter that...
Hopeful Science Fiction. The Train That Missed Its Century At 4:17 each afternoon the station clock stopped at the same wrong minute. Nobody had ever reset it. The mechanism had been sound in 1949 and the maintenance men who came twice a year checked the sign, wiped the glass,...
Speculative Fiction. The Train That Missed the Century At Platform Sixty, the rails ended in a bar of rust-red sand. Elias Vale stood beneath the station clock with a folded map going soft along its creases. He had been an actor for fifty-three years, and for forty of them he...
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