"War
begets war. Destruction begets destruction. On Earth, a century ago, in
the year 2020 they outlawed our books. Oh, what a horrible thing--to
destroy our literary creations that way! It summoned us out of--what?
Death? The Beyond? I don't like abstract things. I don't know. I only
know that our worlds and our creations called us and we tried to save
them, and the only saving thing we could do was wait out the century
here on Mars, hoping Earth might overweight itself with these scientists
and their doubtings; but now they're coming to clean us out of here, us
and our dark things, and all the alchemists, witches, vampires, and
were-things that, one by one, retreated across space as science made
inroads through every country on Earth and finally left no alternative
at all but exodus."
Thursday, December 31, 2020
2020
--Edgar
Allan Poe speaking to the ghosts of Charles Dickens and Ambrose Bierce
in Ray Bradbury's short story "The Exiles" (collected in THE ILLUSTRATED MAN, 1951)
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