‘Nothing changed in the labyrinth of stone. On Earth by this time the sun would have shifted quite a bit, but here the long lunar day held sway, [and] the sun seemed to keep hanging in the very same place, extinguishing the nearest stars, so that it was surrounded y a black void shot through with a kind of orange, radial haze.’
from ‘The Hunt’ in Mortal Engines by Stanislaw Lem
Published by Daniel Bennett
I'm a writer and poet. My first novel, All the Dogs, appeared in 2008, and was described by Niall Griffiths as 'a stirring debut, a compellingly written tract on the importance of finding a place on the earth.' My fiction has appeared in London Noir, Crimewave, Black Static and 3AM. I live in London, where, amongst other things, I teach Creative Writing for the Open University. https://absenceclub.com
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