The Deathbird - Harlan Ellison, ebook, CALIBRE SFF 1970s, Temp 2
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HARLAN ELLISON
The Deathbird
Beginnings and ends, ends and beginnings. How they tantalize us! This story, only ten thousand words,
comprises not only the beginning and the end of this world, but also, perhaps even more relevant, the
middle. The end is written in the beginning, and the middle is as inescapable as growing old. A tour de
force that scans billions of years, and manages to focus on minute details with excruciating exactness, this
is "The Deathbird."
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This is a test. Take notes. This will count as 3/a of your final grade. Hints: remember, in chess, kings
cancel each other out and cannot occupy adjacent squares, are therefore all-powerful and totally
powerless, cannot affect one another, produce stalemate. Hinduism is a polytheistic religion; the sect of
Atman worships the divine spark of life within Man; in effect saying, "Thou art God." Provisos of equal
time are not served by one viewpoint having media access to two hundred million people in prime time
while opposing viewpoints are provided with a soapbox on the corner. Not everyone tells the truth.
Operational note: these sections may be taken out of numerical sequence: rearrange to suit yourself for
optimum clarity. Turn over your test papers and begin.
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Uncounted layers of rock pressed down on the magma pool. White-hot with the bubbling ferocity of the
molten nickel-iron core, the pool spat and shuddered, yet did not pit or char or smoke or damage in the
slightest the smooth and reflective surfaces of the strange crypt.
Nathan Stack lay in the crypt-silent, sleeping.
A shadow passed through rock. Through shale, through coal, through marble, through mica schist,
through quartzite; through miles-thick deposits of phosphates, through diatomaceous earth, through feld-
spars, through diorite; through faults and folds, through anticlines and monoclines, through dips and
synclines; through hellfire; and came to the ceiling of the great cavern and passed through; and saw the
magma pool and dropped down; and came to the crypt. The shadow
A triangular face with a single eye peered into the crypt, saw Stack, and laid four-fingered hands on the
crypt's cool surface. Nathan Stack woke at the touch, and the crypt became transparent; he woke
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 though the touch had not been upon his body. His soul felt the shadowy pressure and he opened his eyes
to see the leaping brilliance of the world core around him, to see the shadow with its single eye staring in
at him.
The serpentine shadow enfolded the crypt; its darkness flowed upward again, through the Earth's
mantle, toward the crust, toward the surface of the cinder, the broken toy that was the Earth.
When they reached the surface, the shadow bore the crypt to a place where the poison winds did not
reach, and caused it to open.
Nathan Stack tried to move, and moved only with difficulty. Memories rushed through his head of other
. lives, many other lives, as many other men; then the memories slowed and melted into a background
tone that could be ignored.
The shadow thing reached down a hand and touched Stack's naked flesh. Gently, but firmly, the thing
helped him to stand, and gave him garments, and a neck-pouch that contained a short knife and a
warming-stone and other things. He offered his hand, and Stack took it, and after two hundred and fifty
thousand years sleeping in the crypt, Nathan Stack stepped out on the face of the sick planet Earth.
Then the thing bent low against the poison winds and began walking away. Nathan Stack, having no
other choice, bent forward and followed the shadow creature.
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A messenger had been sent for Dira and he had come as quickly as the meditations would permit. When
he reached theSummit , he found .the fathers waiting, and they took him gently into their cove, where they
immersed themselves and began to speak.
"We've lost the arbitration," the coil-father said. "It will be necessary for us to go and leave it to him."
Dira could not believe it. "But didn't they listen to our arguments, to our logic?"
The fang-father shook his head sadly and touched Dira's shoulder. "There were . . . accommodations to
be made. It was their time. So we must leave."
The coil-father said, "We've decided you will remain. One was permitted, in caretakership. Will you
accept our commission?"
It was a very great honor, but Dira began to feel the loneliness even as they told him they would leave.
Yet he accepted. Wondering why they had selected him, of all their people. There were reasons, there
were always reasons, but he could not ask. And so he accented the honor, with all its attendant sadness,
and remained behind when they left.
The limits of his caretakership were harsh, for they insured he could not defend himself against whatever
slurs or legends would be spread, nor could he take action unless it became clear the trust was being
breached by the other-who now held possession. And he had no threat save the Deathbird. A final threat
that could be used only when final measures were needed: and therefore too late.
But he was patient. The most patient of all his people.
Thousands of years later, when he saw how it was destined to go, when there was no doubt left how it
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 would end, he understood that was the reason he had been chosen to stay behind.
But it did not help the loneliness.
Nor could it save the Earth. Only Stack could. do that.
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1 Now the serpent was more subtle than any beast of the held which the LORD God had made. And he
said unto the woman, Yea hath God said, Ye shall not eat o every tree of the garden?
2 And the woman said unto the serpent, We may eat of the fruit of the trees of the garden:
3 But of the fruit of the tree which is in the midst of the garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eat o f it,
neither shall ye touch it, lest ye die.
4 And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die:
S (Omitted) .
6 And when the woman saw that the tree was good for food, and that it was pleasant to the eyes, and a
tree to be desired to make one wise, she took of the fruit thereof, and did eat, and gave also unto her
husband with her; and he did eat.
7 (Omitted)
8 (Omitted)
9 And the LORD God called unto Adam, and said unto him, Where art thou?
10 (Omitted)
11 And he said, Who told thee that thou wast naked? Hast thou eaten of the tree, whereof 1
commanded thee that thou shouldest not eat?
12 And the man said, The woman whom thou gavest to be with me, she gave me of the tree, and 1 did
eat.
13 And the LORD God said unto the. woman, What is this that thou hast done? And the woman said,
The serpent beguiled me, and 1 did eat.
14 And the LORD God said unto the serpent, Because thou hast done this, thou art cursed above all
cattle, and above every beast of the field; upon thy belly shalt thou go, and dust shalt thou eat all the days
of thy life:
15 And 1 will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed; it shall
bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his heel.
GENESIS, Chap. 111
TOPICS FOR DISCUSSION
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 (Give 5 points per right answer)
1. Melville's Moby Dick begins, "Call me Ishmael." We say it is told in the first person. In what person is
Genesis told? From whose viewpoint?
2. Who is the "good guy" in this story? Who is the "bad guy"? Can you make a strong case for reversal
of the roles?
3. Traditionally, the apple is considered to be the fruit the serpent offered to Eve. But apples are not
endemic to theNear East . Select one of the following, more logical substitutes, and discuss how myths
come into being and are corrupted over long periods of time: olive, fig, date, pomegranate.
4. Why is the word LORD always in capitals and the name God always capitalized? Shouldn't the
serpent's name be capitalized, as well? If no, why?
5. If God created everything (see Genesis, Chap. I), why did he create problems for himself by creating
a serpent who would lead his creations astray? Why did God create a tree he did not want Adam and
Eve to know about, and then go out of his way to warn them against it?
6. Compare and contrast Michelangelo's Sistine Chapel ceiling panel of the Expulsion fromParadise with
Bosch'sGardenofEarthly Delights .
7. Was Adam being a gentleman when he placed blame on Eve? Who was Quisling? Discuss "narking"
as a character flaw.
8. God grew angry when he found out he had been defied. If God is omnipotent and omniscient, didn't
he know? Why couldn't he find Adam and Eve when they hid?
9. If God had not wanted Adam and Eve to taste the fruit of the forbidden tree, why didn't he warn the
serpent? Could God have prevented the serpent from tempting Adam and Eve? If yes, why didn't he? If
no, discuss the possibility the serpent was as powerful as God.
10. Using examples from two different media journals demonstrate the concept of "slanted news."
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The poison winds howled and tore at the powder covering the land. Nothing lived there. The winds,
green and deadly, dived out of the sky and raked the carcass of the Earth, seeking, seeking: anything
moving, anything still living. But there was nothing. Powder. Talc. Pumice.
And the onyx spire of the mountain toward which Nathan Stack and the shadow thing had moved, all
that first day. When night fell they dug a pit in the tundra and the shadow thing coated it with a substance
thick as glue that had been in Stack's neck-pouch. Stack had slept the night fitfully, clutching the
warming-stone to his chest and breathing through a filter tube from the pouch.
Once he had awakened, at the sound of great bat
like creatures flying overhead; he had seen them
swooping low, coming in fiat trajectories across the
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 wasteland toward his pit in the earth. But they seemed
unaware that he-and the shadow thing lay in the
hole. They defecated thin, phosphorescent stringers
that fell glowing through the night and were lost on the
plains; then the creatures swooped upward and were
whirled away on the winds. Stack resumed sleeping with
difficulty.
In the morning, frosted with an icy light that gave everything a blue tinge, the shadow thing scrabbled its
way out of the choking powder and crawled along the ground, then, lay flat, fingers clawing for purchase
in the whisk away surface. Behind it, from the powder,
Stack bore toward the surface, reached up a hand and trembled for help.
The shadow creature slid across the ground, fighting the winds that had grown stronger in the night, back
to the soft place that had been their pit, to the hand thrust up through the powder. It grasped the hand,
and Stack's fingers tightened convulsively. Then the crawling shadow exerted pressure and pulled the
man from the treacherous pumice.
Together they lay against the earth, fighting to see, fighting to draw breath without filling their lungs with
suffocating death.
"Why is it like this . . what happened?" Stack screamed against the wind. The shadow creature did not
answer, but it looked at Stack for a long moment and then, with very careful movements, raised its hand,
held it up before Stack's eyes and slowly, making claws of the fingers, closed the four fingers into a cage,
into a fist, into a painfully tight ball that said more eloquently than words: destruction.
Then they began to crawl toward the mountain.
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The onyx spire of the mountain rose out of hell and struggled toward the shredded sky. It was monstrous
arrogance. Nothing should have tried that climb out of desolation. But the black mountain had tried, and
succeeded.
It was like an old man. Seamed, ancient, dirt caked in striated lines, autumnal, lonely; black and
desolate, piled strength upon strength. It would not give in to gravity and pressure and death. It struggled
for the sky. Ferociously alone, it was the only feature that broke the desolate line of the horizon.
In another twenty-five million years the mountain might be worn as smooth and featureless as a tiny onyx
offering to the deity night. But though the powder plains swirled and the poison winds drove the pumice
against the flanks of the pinnacle, thus far their scouring had only served to soften the edges of the
mountain's profile, as though divine intervention had protected the spire.
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