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Seacon. 37th World Science Fiction Convention, Seacon '79 - Page 9. August 23, 1979 - August 27, 1979. Special Collections, University of Houston Libraries. University of Houston Digital Library. Web. September 28, 2020. https://digital.lib.uh.edu/collection/1984_003/item/482/show/348.

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Seacon. (August 23, 1979 - August 27, 1979). 37th World Science Fiction Convention, Seacon '79 - Page 9. Fritz Leiber Science Fiction & Fantasy Convention Flyers & Programs. Special Collections, University of Houston Libraries. Retrieved from https://digital.lib.uh.edu/collection/1984_003/item/482/show/348

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Title 37th World Science Fiction Convention, Seacon '79
Creator (Local)
  • Seacon
Date August 23, 1979 - August 27, 1979
Description Information regarding the guests of honor for Seacon '79.
Donor Leiber, Fritz; Leiber, Justin
Subject.Topical (LCSH)
  • Science fiction conventions
  • Fantasy fiction
  • Science fiction
Subject.Name (LCNAF)
  • Leiber, Fritz
  • Aldiss, Brian W.
  • Shaw, Bob
Subject.Name (Local)
  • Seacon
Subject.Geographic (TGN)
  • Brighton, England
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  • brochures
  • documents (object genre)
Language English
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  • Text
Original Item Location ID 1984-003, Box 57, Folder 29
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Original Collection Fritz Leiber Papers
Digital Collection Fritz Leiber Science Fiction & Fantasy Convention Flyers & Programs
Digital Collection URL http://digital.lib.uh.edu/1984_003
Repository Special Collections, University of Houston Libraries
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Transcript Dawn, the magnet of life. Take their great eyes, set in faces pale, evanescent, baroque; inescapably, the gaze of those eyes was drawn to an iceberg that floated in the east. It lay on the deeps like a memorial to time itself. Its cliffs were of a remembered grey, sombre, stony . . . until the moment of dawn. Then the ice lit like a distant signal. As a flower unfolds from its bud, revealing its voluptuous couchy pinks, the iceberg changed inward colour. The grey became dove-grey. The dove-grey turned chalk, turned to a tender pink wash, all promise. Between day and night was no severance: their embrace was not to be prised apart by dawns such as this. As the sun rose further, as the iceberg, forgotten by its lamp-bearer, sank back into gloom, it was not radiance which changed but sound. The music ceased. Stale inside their satins, the musicians were stealing home. The sun was just a point of pleading light, too far from anywhere to prevail. A pearl tossed into the sky would have cast more lustre. The three turned away, he, She, and she. Very calm, they walked hand in hand upon the edge of the terrace, where the deep ammonias of the sea cast reflections like passing thought upon their countenances. 'Is it brighter?' she asked, referring to the Sun. 'Brighter than in our childhood,' he replied. 'Brighter than yesterday, even,' She said. Now that the music of the night was hushed, the sussurus of ocean and air moved closer, speaking to them of the whole poignant fulcrum of existence. Overhead, a seabird sped between the high arches, coming from nothingness momentarily into the orbit of civilization before it disappeared again into the void. At their feet, a concatenation of waves tossed spume on to the terrace, where it soon evaporated into space. In the three of them moved an intense love for one another, so that they drew closer and walked like one. Not only was life short: far more touchingly, it was cyclic. The leaves that turned brown and died would spring up verdant again in many generations' time. He said, 'We are now so far from apogee.' She said, 'The sun grows nearer, and nearer to the Time of Change.' And she said, 'Our world has its set course - without a course there is no world.' Their silence was assent; but inside them, where things tangible met things intangible, was a great sense of awe, transcending joy or sorrow, as they considered the planetary motions within which their delicate part was cast. They were the life of their world; but on this world, all life was a mirror image. Two types of life - as different, as dependent, as yin and yang - existed ... yet never met, yet never held converse, yet could not even breathe the other's atmosphere. Each type of life existed only in the death of the other. At the Time of Change, the centuries of being changed sentries. So She said, 'As a creature of apogee, I fear . . .' To which she added, '. . .yet also perforce love, the creatures of perihelion.' Which he finished as, 'For they and we together must form the sleeping and the waking of one Spirit.' They paused to look again across the rolling liquids, as if hoping for sight of that Spirit, before they made the decision to go inside their palace. In turning, they cast their united gaze upon a broad flight of steps which led down from the terrace into the ocean. That was not their way to go. Other feet, of different shape and intent, would walk those steps, when the terrible Time of Change was past. The steps were worn, their very grain obnubilated, as much by centuries as by tread. Many atmospheres, many oceans, had washed over them, as the world moved on its attenuated elliptical course. Small the world was, and a slave to its lethargic orbit; for in the course of one year, from the heats of perihelion to the cools of apogee and back again, not only lives but generations and whole civilizations underwent the cycle of birth and decay, birth and decay. As the three looked at those broad steps leading down into the opaque fluids of the ocean, they held inside them the knowledge of what would happen in the spring of the year, when the sun showed a disc again and Change overthrew their kind. Then the oceans would boil away in fury. The tides would withdraw. The steps would dry. The palace - their palace - would be transformed, would stand revealed as merely the top floor of a mighty pyramid with many floors. The steps would lead down to the distant ground. That ground, no longer an ocean bed, lay over ten kilometres below. All would be hushed after the storms of Change, except for the wail of atmosphere with its new winds. Then the creatures of perihelion would muster themselves, and would begin to ascend the stairs. Under the blaze of the swollen sun, they would march up to this topmost place. In their own tongues, with their own gestures, they would obey their own deities. Until the autumn came round again. The three beings took firmer hold of each other and retired into the palace, to rest, to sleep, to dream. 9