curiosity 6 years ago Roger Zelazny. A Rose for Ecclesiastes HomepageBooksZelazny, Roger But when I awakened I was in the dispensary, and alive. I felt the throb of engines as I slowly stood up and somehow made it to the port. Blurred Mars hung like a swollen belly above me, until it dissolved, brimmed over, and streamed down my face. Page: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 Roger Zelazny. The Monster and the Maiden » « Roger Zelazny. This Moment of the Storm Categories: Zelazny, Roger curiosity: Leave a Comment