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The Mating of the Moons - Kenneth O'Hara
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Title: The Mating of the Moons
Author: Kenneth O'Hara
Release Date: October 7, 2012 [EBook #40969]
Language: English
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The Mating of the Moons
by Kenneth O'Hara
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Orbit volume 1 number 2, 1953. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.]
SHE CAME TO MARS IN SEARCH OF SOMETHING, SHE KNEW NOT WHAT, TO GIVE HER LIFE MEANING. SHE FOUND IT ... IN A WAY....
The sun glared, fiercely detached. The thin air suddenly seemed friendless, empty, a vast lake of poison and glassy water. All at once, the stretching plains of sand began to waver with a terrible insubstantiality before Madeleine's eyes.
Even the Ruins of Taovahr were false. And for Madeleine, even if they were not false, there was no sign of the outer garments of dream with which, on a thousand lonely nights back home on the Earth, she had clothed those dusty scattered skeletons of crumbled stone.
Don, one of the brightest and most handsomely uniformed of all the bright young guide-hosts at Martian Haven, droned on to the finish of his machine-tooled lecture about the Ruins of Taovahr. He, of course, was the biggest chunk of falseness on Mars.
And so folks, this is all that's left of a once great civilization. A few columns and worn pieces of stone. And we can never know now how they lived and loved and died—for no trace whatsoever of an ancient people remain. The dim, dark seas of time have swept their age-old secrets into the backwash of eternity—
Oh God,
whispered Madeleine.
Shhhh!
said her father. And her mother blinked at her with a resigned tolerance.
But he's a living cliche,
she said, trying to control the faintness, the dizziness, the dullness coming back as the last illusion drained away. Even if the ruins were real, he'd make them seem trite.
Madeleine!
her