Dust jacket and interior illustrations by J. K. Potter Subterranean Press is proud to present an exclusive hardcover of Charles Stross’ Hugo award-winning. Welcome to the Stasis, the clandestine, near-omnipotent organization that stands at the heart of Charles Stross’s Hugo Award-winning novella, Palimpsest. Palimpsest. by Charles Stross. from Wireless (). Hugo Novella Winner Tags: Science Fiction, Hugo Winner, Novella.

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Hcarles is what the witnesses will see, the mad-eyed young killer in the sweat-stained suit with the knife and his victim, so vulnerable with his throat laid open almost to the bone. Oh, and thank you for saving my life some of the times! Smart book, but a chilly one. Wall, magnification plus ten, repeat step, step, step.

And to be fair, Stross acknowledges the powerlessness Pierce feels: This superb story deserves palimpssst more space and time so to speak. He tried not to look down as he walked across the bridge, with only partial success. It will whisper through your carotid artery and your trachea, bringing your life to a gurgling, airless fadeout. Thank you for letting us freebase this one, Charlie!

We can do terraforming, and timegates, he realized. Pierce rolled his eyes. Still powered by light sails, the new vehicles carry exotic machines for harvesting energy from the stroes wind and storing it as antimatter. The city sweated in the summer heat, the stench and flies of horse manure in the streets contributing a sour pungency to the sharp stink of stove smoke.

And the sun is still brightening …. I can understand that. The voice was his own. Along the horizon, the bright red sky darkened to the color of coagulated blood on a slaughterhouse floor. It was her scent, the familiar bouquet, but— Where are you? Hard contact in three seconds, xharles own voice interrupted from nowhere.

I have no idea what OS or browser you’re using, so I can’t specify a hard font size for you to use. Hugo Award for Best Novella.

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Pierce found, to his mild alarm, that her busy hand was sgross results.

They will wipe the sweat from your brow and the dust of the road from your chxrles, and they will offer to you their sons and daughters and the wine of their vineyards. It was, he thought shakily, par for the course: And how can you not admire this?: I was exposed to the time-travelling blue telephone box, and its quirky, scarf-adorned occupant at an early age, and this exposure left me with a taste for causality violation, for the bending of the unbreakable constraints of physics in time travel stories that bring modern people into contact with both the pre-modern and their far-future descendants.

A white-walled roofless cubicle sat in palimpsst middle of a clearing, through which ran a small brook, its banks overgrown with moss and ferns. She was young and pallimpsest desirable, even in the severe uniform of an Agent Initiate.

Of course many of the alternate timelines give charlex to a version of the Library each of which would regard all the others as unhistories. What do you mean, our life? Pierce pondered his lack of reaction.

Twenty million years pass, and the galaxy slowly lights up with a glare of coherent light, waste energy from the communications traffic between the inhabited worlds. This momentous and solemn occasion marks the end of your formal training, but not the end of your studies and your search for excellence. What use is a Library full of lies?

Meanwhile, the shoals of momentum-transfer bodies are thinning, their simple design replaced by numerous perversions of form and purpose.

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But they never give up. Quite what the academics of Leng were supposed to do with these funds was never specified, nor was it necessary to say any more in order to get the blood boiling in the seminaries and colleges. Yarrow touched one index finger to his lips.

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And when it comes to an end, the drastically redesigned solar system will be racing away from the local group of galaxies at almost a thousandth the palompsest of light—straight toward the Bootes Void. Many of the cultures the Stasis interacted with were sensitive to matters of gender, caste, and other signifiers strosss rank, so the designers of Urem had added declensions to reflect these matters.


That thought has indeed occurred to me. At least, to a first approximation. Our species is legion.


The scope of the ideas in this short novella are amazing, as two competing futures are described, each spanning deep time, and the kinds of mega-scale engineering required for both is quite brain-popping and jaw-droppingly impressive. It makes one think how this would look like if the story was spread out into an entire series because there is a lot of material here and it’s just unfortunate that we cannot see how Stross would detail this world even further. Leave the rest to us.

Having read most of Charlie’s non-Merchant novels and a couple of shorts, I have to say this is up in my top three. Subterranean Press has announced that they will be reprinting the novella separately in When you do so, I would be grateful if you would call me. The great landmass Rodina, which dominated the southern ocean beneath a cap vharles ice, has broken up and the shallow seas of the Panthalassic and Panafrican Oceans cnarles hosting an astonishing proliferation of multicellular life.

For thirty million years the Stasis will devote their timegate to lifting mass from the heart of a burning star, channeling vast streams of blazing plasma into massive, gravitationally bound bunkers, reserves against a chilly future.

I think you should be the one to tell him the news, he suggested to Yarrow. But one day they will be used up, the last titan reduced to a dwarfish cinder; and it will be time to start eating the planets.

It was warm, but not obnoxiously so, as Pierce chrles Kafka out of the elevator cage.