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A quest to the Mountain of Life to save what remained by humanity from the machines that were bent on destroying them. excerpt Mouse stirred the stew in the small iron pot. There wasn't much of it. She sniffed and said: 'You could have stolen a bigger joint. We'll go hungry before the next town.' 'Uh huh,' Ciaran grunted lazily. Anger began to curl in Mouse's eyes. 'I suppose it's all right with you if we run out of food,' she said sullenly. Ciaran leaned back comfortably against a moss-grown boulder and watched her with lazy gray eyes. He liked watching Mouse. She was a head shorter than he,…mehr

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A quest to the Mountain of Life to save what remained by humanity from the machines that were bent on destroying them. excerpt Mouse stirred the stew in the small iron pot. There wasn't much of it. She sniffed and said: 'You could have stolen a bigger joint. We'll go hungry before the next town.' 'Uh huh,' Ciaran grunted lazily. Anger began to curl in Mouse's eyes. 'I suppose it's all right with you if we run out of food,' she said sullenly. Ciaran leaned back comfortably against a moss-grown boulder and watched her with lazy gray eyes. He liked watching Mouse. She was a head shorter than he, which made her very short indeed, and as thin as a young girl. Her hair was black and wild, as though only wind ever combed it. Her eyes were black, too, and very bright. There was a small red thief's brand between them. She wore a ragged crimson tunic, and her bare arms and legs were as brown as his own. Ciaran grinned. His lip was scarred, and there was a tooth missing behind it. He said, 'It's just as well. I don't want you getting fat and lazy.' Mouse, who was sensitive about her thinness, said something pungent and threw the wooden plate at him. Ciaran drew his shaggy head aside enough to let it by and then relaxed, stroking the harp on his bare brown knees. It began to purr softly. Ciaran felt good. The heat of the sunballs that floated always, lazy in a reddish sky, made him pleasantly sleepy. And after the clamor and crush of the market squares in the border towns, the huge high silence of the place was wonderful. He and Mouse were camped on a tongue of land that licked out from the Phrygian hills down into the coastal plains of Atlantea. A short cut, but only gypsies like themselves ever took it. To Ciaran's left, far below, the sea spread sullen and burning, cloaked in a reddish fog. To his right, also far below, were the Forbidden Plains. Flat, desolate, and barren, reaching away and away to the up-curving rim of the world.

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Leigh Douglass Brackett (December 7, 1915 - March 18, 1978) was a science fiction author renowned as "the Queen of Space Opera." She also wrote screenplays such as The Big Sleep (1946), Rio Bravo (1959), with The Long Goodbye (1973). She worked on an early draft of The Empire Strikes Back (1980), some of which was reused in the film; she died before it was completed. Her novel The Long Tomorrow made her the first woman ever shortlisted for the Hugo Award for Best Novel in 1956, and she was one of the first two women ever nominated for a Hugo Award, along with C. L. Moore. She was awarded a Retro Hugo in 2020 for her novel The Nemesis from Terra, originally published as Shadow Over Mars (Startling Stories, Fall 1944). Leigh Brackett grew up in Los Angeles, California. Her father died when she was very young, and her mother never remarried. She was a "tall" and "athletic" tomboy. She went to a private girls' school in Santa Monica, California, where she participated in theater and started writing.