Sanlee Russell
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“Something moving toward us in the darkness. Huge, shambling, hairy, moist, it came toward us. We couldn’t even see it, but there was the ponderous impression of bulk, heaving itself toward us. Great weight was coming at us, out of the darkness, and it was more a sense of pressure, of air forcing itself into a limited space, expanding the invisible walls of a sphere. Benny began to whimper. Nimdok’s lower lip trembled and he bit it hard, trying to stop it. Ellen slid across the metal floor to Gorrister and huddled into him. There was the smell of matted, wet fur in the cavern. There was the smell of charred wood. There was the smell of dusty velvet. There was the smell of rotting orchids. There was the smell of sour milk. There was the smell of sulphur, of rancid butter, of oil slick, of grease, of chalk dust, of human scalps. AM was keying us. He was tickling us. There was the smell of — I heard myself shriek,”
― I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream
― I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream
“no more than a flash of free-will
until the clouds close their options and the whole
melancholy air
surrenders to pure fear and
falls”
― Falling Awake
until the clouds close their options and the whole
melancholy air
surrenders to pure fear and
falls”
― Falling Awake
“remembering better times whereas naming no names
some of us would rather not remember something
some of us have got enough bloody nightmares already”
― Falling Awake
some of us would rather not remember something
some of us have got enough bloody nightmares already”
― Falling Awake
“Glowing in the dimensionless whispering dimness, Griffin saw a scene that could only have come from his dreams. The girl, naked white against the ledges and slopes of the falls, water cascading down her back, across her thighs, cool against her belly, her head laid back and white water bubbling through the shining black veil of her hair, touching each strand, silkily shining it with moisture; her eyes closed in simple pleasure; that face, the right face, the special face, the certain face of the woman he had always looked for without looking, hunted silently for, without acknowledging the search; lusted for, without feeling worthy of the hunger.”
― I Have No Mouth & I Must Scream
― I Have No Mouth & I Must Scream
“He would never let us go. We were his belly slaves. We were all he had to do with his forever time. We would be forever with him, with the cavern-filling bulk of the creature machine, with the all-mind soulless world he had become. He was Earth, and we were the fruit of that Earth; and though he had eaten us he would never digest us. We could not die. We had tried it. We had attempted suicide, oh one or two of us had. But AM had stopped us. I suppose we had wanted to be stopped.”
― I Have No Mouth & I Must Scream
― I Have No Mouth & I Must Scream
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