The Constellation Game

This story features a mysterious game being played on a post-apocalyptic shoreline.

Another story that appeared in The Fortean Bureau, this one in the December, 2003 edition. Alas, the Bureau has disappeared from the web, but we can still reach the story through the magic of the Wayback machine.

Read it here.

I’d been a player in my youth, patching together my first drysuit out of old inner tubes, insulating it with hand-me-down sweaters and sealing the seams with wax from the stub ends of a dozen candles. Of course, as soon as I went out, the seals had leaked– so I got wet; I got cold. Darkness seemed forever coming.

Now, years later, I was back for one more game, and regretting it already.

Crow Man