Requiem On The Moon

Requiem on the Moon"I can't stand it, Charlie," John Leonard whispered. "There's no reality left, nothing to hang on to. I'll never last the fourteen days until morning."The sun had taken an incredibly long time to set and even after it was gone the mountains and the rims of distant craters reflected its white fire for hours. The light was scalding, its brilliance accented by the blackness of the surrounding shadows. The desolate landscape with its pitted deserts and fanged p...