Galaxy September 1976 [antikvár]

THE HOUSE DIVIDEDIHe remembered posters. He had bought them in a little shop in Kansas City and taped them to his bedroom wall. They had stayed for a year before he tired of them: blown-up photographs of the planet Earth, taken from close orbit and from behind the Moon, by Apollo astronauts.In his memory Earth was all the shades of blue, frosted with masses and clots of white cloud. Even the land was blue tinged with other col-ors, except where a rare red-brown patch of desert showed through.corbell Mark II (Corpsicle Or Rebellious Brain-Erasure: Lousy Loser) hovered in black space within a glowing are of dials and gauges. The youthful body of a brain-wiped State criminal was now bald and wrinkled and nearly worn out, and very thin from its time in the cold sleep tank. Stars glared around it. Clouds and Sea and desert landscape raced past three hundred miles below.It could have been Earth. Even the shapes of seas and continents seemed vaguely familiar. There was far too much reddish-brown in the mix . . . but after all . . . three mil-lion years. He had spent several seconds flashing above the