” He banged it with a gloved fist; in the dense air I heard a muffled thump. Soon only the peaks still dipped into the stream of sunlight that was pouring horizontally far above the heads of the two men. A small mirror unfolded itself and then two more, angled beneath it, and he found himself looking into Buhle’s eyes, looking at his face, reflected in the mirrors. ____, “The Ice Line,” Asimov’s, February.
Lou Antonelli, “Dispatches from the Troubles,” GUD, Summer. Miriam said, “We’re a balloon, not a dirigible; we can’t steer. Dac Kien’s face must have revealed more than she thought. The trouble is, nobody needs to go there.
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