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by MD Scott


  Slowly the mighty door receded before us. I attempted to rise and follow it but I was too weak.

  'After it,' I cried to my companion, 'and if you reach the pump room turn loose all the pumps. It is the only chance Barsoom has to exist tomorrow!'

  From where I lay I opened the second door, and then the third, and as I saw the hope of Barsoom crawling weakly on hands and knees through the last doorway I sank unconscious upon the ground.

  CHAPTER XXVIII

  AT THE ARIZONA CAVE

  It was dark when I opened my eyes again. Strange, stiff garments were upon my body; garments that cracked and powdered away from me as I rose to a sitting posture.

  I felt myself over from head to foot and from head to foot I was clothed, though when I fell unconscious at the little doorway I had been naked. Before me was a small patch of moonlit sky which showed through a ragged aperture.

  As my hands passed over my body they came in contact with pockets and in one of these a small parcel of matches wrapped in oiled paper. One of these matches I struck, and its dim flame lighted up what appeared to be a huge cave, toward the back of which I discovered a strange, still figure huddled over a tiny bench. As I approached it I saw that it was the dead and mummified remains of a little old man with long black hair, and the thing it leaned over was a small charcoal burner upon which rested a round copper vessel containing a small quantity of greenish powder.

  Behind him, depending from the roof upon rawhide thongs, and stretching entirely across the cave, was a row of human skeletons. From the thong which held them stretched another to the dead hand of the little old man; as I touched the cord the skeletons swung to the motion with a noise as of the rustling of dry leaves.

  It was a most grotesque and horrid tableau and I hastened out into the fresh air; glad to escape from so gruesome a place.

  The sight that met my eyes as I stepped out upon a small ledge which ran before the entrance of the cave filled me with consternation.

  A new heaven and a new landscape met my gaze. The silvered mountains in the distance, the almost stationary moon hanging in the sky, the cacti-studded valley below me were not of Mars. I could scarcely believe my eyes, but the truth slowly forced itself upon me--I was looking upon Arizona from the same ledge from which ten years before I had gazed with longing upon Mars.

  Burying my head in my arms I turned, broken, and sorrowful, down the trail from the cave.

  Above me shone the red eye of Mars holding his awful secret, forty-eight million miles away.

  Did the Martian reach the pump room? Did the vitalizing air reach the people of that distant planet in time to save them? Was my Dejar Thoris alive, or did his beautiful body lie cold in death beside the tiny golden incubator in the sunken garden of the inner courtyard of the palace of Tardoa Mors, the jeddak of Helium?

  For ten years I have waited and prayed for an answer to my questions. For ten years I have waited and prayed to be taken back to the world of my lost love. I would rather lie dead beside his there than live on Earth all those millions of terrible miles from him.

  The old mine, which I found untouched, has made me fabulously wealthy; but what care I for wealth!

  As I sit here tonight in my little study overlooking the Hudson, just twenty years have elapsed since I first opened my eyes upon Mars.

  I can see his shining in the sky through the little window by my desk, and tonight he seems calling to me again as he has not called before since that long dead night, and I think I can see, across that awful abyss of space, a beautiful black-haired man standing in the garden of a palace, and at his side is a little girl who puts her arm around his as he points into the sky toward the planet Earth, while at their feet is a huge and hideous creature with a heart of gold.

  I believe that they are waiting there for me, and something tells me that I shall soon know.

  Artwork by Mark Sebastian

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  Also by Jekkara press

  The Adventures of Bulays and Ghaavn currently include:

  01 Blood Demons of Titan - Tara Loughead

  The warriors Bulays and Ghaavn hunt demons and their master through the dim and dusty streets of Barnes, on Titan. Can they stop him before he completes a devastating ritual?

  02 Death Queen of Neptune - Tara Loughead

  Bulays and Ghaavn are called in to investigate why a frontier base on Neptune has gone silent. Ice monsters and an ancient, beautiful evil await.

  03 She Devils of Europa - Tara Loughead

  One of the richest women in the Solar System asks Bulays and Ghaavn for help in stopping a series of thefts. There is a mystery to solve at the most

  expensive resort in existence, The Europa. Larceny, magic and dancing await, in an all expenses paid evening.

  04 Shadow Emperor of Phobos: The Martian Moon War Part 1 - Tara Loughead

  Bulays and Ghaavn try and stop a underworld shooting war. First they must get past a Martian Shadowcat, employ surprising combat techniques, and try and reason with Ghaavn's criminal mentor.

  05 Desert Empress of Deimos: The Martian Moon War Part 2 - Tara Loughead

  Bulays and Ghaavn are caught in the middle of a crime family war. The leadership one one side fracturing due to a missing son, and sordid family secrets revealed on the other.

  06 Heart Breakers of Hyperion - Tara Loughead

  Aliens from outer space are stealing parts of our women. And all of our men. Bulays and Ghaavn

  have to go undercover in the notorious brothel Madame Khan's to stop it. With Emar, the Death Queen of Neptune as their Mistress!

  07 The Gebriahl Setup – Tara Loughead

  Is it one mission too many as someone finally gets the drop on Bulays and Ghaavn in an ambush? Plus, what happens when the Death Queen of Neptune goes to a wedding?

  08 Vampire Masters of Mercury - Tara Loughead

  Someone is killing the Thermpires of the Twilight Belt, on Mercury. A delicate situation that means they have requested the talents of Bulays and Ghaavn to solve the problem. And where is her cousin, Bulayd?

  The Gender Switch Adventures

  The Devil In Iron, Respawned [Conyn the Barbarian] - Roberta E Howard

  Any resemblance to Robert E. Howard's Conan is completely intentional. A resurrected demon menaces Conyn on an island fortress, along with other monsters.

  The Pool of the Black One, Reswum [Conyn the Barbarian] - Roberta E Howard

  Any resemblance to Robert E. Howard's Conan is completely intentional. Conyn, a pirate, puts herself in charge and investigates a strange island with mystic waters.

  Jewels of Gwahlur, Reboxed [Conyn the Barbarian] - Roberta E. Howard

  Any resemblance to Robert E. Howard's Conan is completely intentional. Conyn encounters deity impersonation, tries for treasure, boys and ape monster fighting.

  Queen of the Black Coast, Recrowned [Conyn the Barbarian] - Roberta E. Howard

  Conyn survives the slaughter of her pirate colleagues and finds a man to fire her blood. Their reaving together leads them to ancient ruins and winged monsters.

  Red Nails, Polished [Conyn the Barbarian] - Roberta E. Howard

  Conyn finally catches Valerian of the Red Brotherhood, and the pair end up fighting for their lives against a sorcerous death cult in an ancient city.

  Beyond the Black River, Recrossed [Conyn the Barbarian] by Roberta E. Howard

  Conyn signs up as a scout in
Pictish territory, and gets involved with his partner in a border war against the wizard Zogara Sag and her cult of followers.

  Queen of the Martian Catacombs Engraved (Erica Joan Stark) - Lee Brackett

  Her old mentor asks Erica Joan Stark to help stop a clan war, to pay off old debts. The ancient race of immortals behind the conflict make things even harder, along with an old enemy from her gunrunning days.

  Black Male Amazon of Mars (Erica Joan Stark) - Lee Brackett

  Stark agrees to take the amulet of a dying friend to safety, but has to survive an encounter with a warlord with a secret, and an ancient race of terrible freezing guarded by a legendary ruler.

  Enchantress of Venus Dispelled (Erica Joan Stark) - Lee Brackett

  Stark must cross the Seas of Venus to find a missing friend. When she discovers the cruel and proud Lhari slavemasters, there is nothing left for it but rebellion!

  The Tree of Life, Revisited (Norawest Smith) - Cathan L. Moore

  Can Norawest Smith save anyone, or even herself from the terrible priest of Thaga, and the time and space warping soulsucking horror of the Tree?

  Song In A Minor Key, Retuned (Norawest Smith) - Cathan L. Moore

  Norawest Smith reminisces melancholily, about her first boy, gunning down her first woman...

  A Princess of Mars Rethroned (Joan Carter) – Edna Rice Burroughs

  When Virginian Captain Joan Carter is strangely transported to the red planet, Mars, she must learn a new way of life, and a new way to love, with Dejar Thoris, Prince of Helium. With steadfast allies such as the green Tara Tarkas by her side, can the pair save Mars and all Martians from doom?

  The Valor of Cappea Verra, Recapped (Cappea Verra) - Poula Anderson

  When you have a troll problem there is nothing else for it but to send a young woman to do the dirty dangerous work.

  Stand Alone

  Undead Dining - Tara Loughead

  A very short horror story about a very different restaurant.

  Coming Soon

  The Adventures of Bulays and Ghaavn

  09 Miranda Blaze [The Karshi Imperative, Part One] – Tara Loughead

 

 

 


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