Down Where Sound Comes Blunt

Ellen presses the cool heels of her palms against her eyes. She imagines the underside of the lake ice below, with its own ponderous slate-and-snow sky and shafts of ashen light dancing, fading in the quiet deep; the water’s gentle crush.

The temptation is maddening—her diving gear is within reach and the air hole’s only ten paces away—

First published in F&SF — March/April 2018

Shortlisted for the 2019 British Fantasy Award for Best Short Fiction

Longlisted for the Locus Award 2019 for Best Short Story

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Reprints:
Science Fiction World (simplified Chinese) — forthcoming
The Year’s Best Dark Fantasy & Horror 2019 ed. Paula Guran — forthcoming