He was furious. He wouldn't let me bury them. It didn't matter. There was no way to dig up the deckplates. He dried up the snow. He brought the night… - Harlan Ellison

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He was furious. He wouldn't let me bury them. It didn't matter. There was no way to dig up the deckplates. He dried up the snow. He brought the night. He roared and sent locusts. It didn't do a thing; they stayed dead. I'd had him.

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About Harlan Ellison

Harlan Jay Ellison (27 May 1934 – 28 June 2018) was an American author (mostly of speculative fiction) and media critic.

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Pen Names: Cheech Beldone Phil Beldone
Native Name: Harlan Jay Ellison
Alternative Names: Cordwainer Bird
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