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The end of the line

They swung round another corner, and Douglas saw the house. It was built high up in a bowl that some geological cataclysm, long ago, had scooped out of the mountain side. The road they were...

The Possessors

The Possessors had a long memory, but not long enough to encompass their origins. At one time, it seemed likely, they had had a separate life, but for aeons which were now uncountable their life...

The underground world

He said: ‘A light. Can you see it?’ His voice was different. Her own gaze had been concentrated on watching the patch of candle-light immediately in front of their feet. She looked up and saw...

No rock above

She looked at the place where rock and water almost met, doused the candle and put it away in her pocket and then, waiting no longer, plunged forward head first and began swimming under water....

A fatal choice

The pain tightened across her chest. There was nothing to say, and speech itself was an agony from which she shrank. For the first time since the fall, Albrecht spoke. His voice sounded dazed, almost...

Rockfall

Albrecht had nearly reached them. She looked down towards him now, watching him come up the last two or three feet. She could hear Henry, above her, shifting his position to make himself more comfortable....