She was born there, in the Smog, every day breathing more smoke than air. She was strange, even in a bottomless hell full of creatures from a million worlds. She was doomed to a life of servitude. She was lonely. She was worried about her dying father. She was suspicious of her lying mother. She was scared. She was getting angry.
And she wanted answers.
The Fathomless Abyss can open any time and anywhere, and things fall in, or crawl in, from a million worlds across a million years. Deep in the bottomless expanse of this impossible world lies a doorway to truth, or an entrance to an even worse hell.
Join ground-breaking fantasist J.M. McDermott, author of Last Dragon and the Dogsland Trilogy for a trip deep into the nightmare of self, and the burning desire for redemption.
His first novel was plucked from a slush pile and went on to be #6 on Amazon.com's Year's Best SF/F of 2008, shortlisted for a Crawford Prize, and on Locus Magazine's Recommended Reading List for Debuts. His short fiction has appeared in Weird Tales Magazine, Fantasy Magazine, Apex Magazine, and Lady Churchill's Rosebud Wristlet, among other places. He has a BA in Creative Writing from the University of Houston, and an MFA in Popular Fiction from the Stonecoast program of the University of Southern Maine.
By night, he wanders a maze of bookshelves and empty coffee cups, and by day he wanders the streets of San Antonio, where he lives and works.
The Fathomless Abyss runs deep. No one knows how deep. All sorts of beings live at various levels up and down. The crown opens every now and again on a new world. Always a new world. Some escape to start new lives there, some from the world fall in to become inhabitants of the Abyss.
The little story here is a family of Tabagie that live in Smogland, the top level below the crown. Eternal smog, the inhabitants wear masks and a back pack of spores and plants that filter the smog laden air. A weak measure at best.
The family are known as ashegglers because they keep chickens in their sealed tent and sell the eggs. Father never leaves the tent, staying to guard it and their chickens. Mother and daughter go out to sell the eggs to buy what else they need to survive. A bleak existence.
The daughter is not happy.
This story is her telling her friend why she chose the Nirvana Gates because of what the little stone Buddha told her and the happiness it gave her, how she got to that position. He knows better, but she seems happy for the first time in her life.