The Strange

by Nathan Ballingrud

All my life I’ve wanted to write adventure stories, but I’ve always been more suited to reading than to writing. I never believed my imagination was up to the task.

Phobos

The Wiki description of this is hilarious.

One likes to think of ghosts as residents of darkness, but they teemed in the rusty sunlight.

Everywhere we go, we lay waste. We take and take and take, and leave nothing behind us.

“You might as well be sorry for the sun going down. It’s just what happens.”