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- Herausgeber: Wildside Press
- Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022
Nobody on Venus knew if the dragonbird was flesh and blood or a robot. But one thing was certain—some men would kill to find out!
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COPYRIGHT INFORMATION
INTRODUCTION
LAIR OF THE DRAGONBIRD, by Robert Silverberg
COPYRIGHT INFORMATION
New elements copyright © 2022 by Wildside Press LLC.
Originally published in Imagination, December 1956.
Published by Wildside Press LLC.
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INTRODUCTION
Robert Silverberg, selected by the Science Fiction Writers of America as one of the Grand Masters of science fiction, surely needs little introduction. Although he has retired from fiction writing, he is still active in the field, attending science fiction collections and taking part in discussions of the field. And he’s still collecting—the last time I visited bookseller Robert Madle (who recently celebrated his 100th birthday!)—he casually mentioned that Silverberg had just bought some 1920s issues of Weird Tales from him.
Now, though, we are going back to Silverberg’s early days as a writer. Here is a science fiction adventure tale from 1956, published a scant two years after his first professional sale.
Enjoy!
—John Betancourt
Cabin John, Maryland
LAIR OF THE DRAGONBIRD,by Robert Silverberg
Nobody on Venus knew if the dragonbird was flesh and blood or a robot. But one thing was certain—some men would kill to find out!
Dan Elliot sat in the muggy gloom of the Vestend Bar on the outskirts of Venus City, and grinned at his reflection in the mottled mirror.
“Congratulations,” he said to himself. “You are now the owner of the Space Needle II.”
It had taken him five years, but it was worth it. The insurance money from the crashed Space Needle had just barely covered the down payment on the new ship, and it had taken five years to pay for the rest of it.
But now—the ship was his. And he was celebrating. The only trouble was the final payment had nearly left him penniless, and the only place he could afford to bend an elbow was a dive like the Vestend.
Suddenly someone lurched against his back, and the drink in his hand slopped over the bar.
“Why don’t you watch what you’re doin’ buddy?” a harsh voice said.
Elliot turned around. “I didn’t—”
“Oh, a wise guy, eh?”
Customers began to draw around the bickering duo. Elliot sized up his antagonist—a burly, nondescript man with a seam running down from one ear to his chin.
“I’m not looking for trouble,” Elliot said. “But if—”
