"Ellison-SunkenCathedral" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ellison Harlan)

"But here, now, the two of us, father and son together at last, here on Mars, in
Atlantis. We can talk as long as we wish. It's really fortuitous, Dennis. Or do
you prefer Denny?"

And there, in the sunken cathedral, far away in another sky, beneath a broiling
sun, under a crimson ocean, inside a triangle that opened onto misty reaches,
father and son walked and talked together. As it had been ordained. As it had
never been ordained. By chance. By choice. By design. Happenstance.

At last Dennis Lanfear had all the time he would ever need to realize his
dearest wish: to share, amazingly, all the aspects of the father he had never
known. Never knowing this: that at the final moment of George DeVote Lanfear's
life, as death plunged toward him from above, his last fleeting thought was that
he would never see his kid grow up, never know what sort of man he was to
become.

By chance. By choice.

Somewhere in the North Atlantic, a body bobbed face-down in warm waters, but
that body might not have once been Dennis Lanfear.

Nor was there, for any reason, a howl in the halls of hell, not even in the
halls of the gods.