Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Science Fiction That Isn't Science Fiction (12)

The wind that blew in their faces was cold, yet somehow stale. They were looking from a high terrace and there was a great landscape spread out below them.
Low down and near the horizon hung a great red sun, far bigger than our sun. Digory felt at once that it was also older than ours: a sun near the end of its life, weary of looking down upon that world. To the left of the sun, and higher up, there was a single star, big and bright. Those were the only two things to be seen in the dark sky; they made a dismal group. And on the earth in every direction, as far as the eye could reach, there spread a vast city in which there was no living thing to be seen.
C.S. Lewis The Magician's Nephew


Blogger todd said...

yes this is the tricky book in the series isn't it. seems to have a good deal about wormholes as well and suspended animation and cloning. i always thought of this one as a bridging novel to 'hideous strength' in some ways

October 19, 2011 5:15 a.m.  

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