1936C. L. Moore in Astounding Stories Dec. 18/1
This girl, this unknown, unimaginably far-distant girl, perhaps star-born, certainly very alien—had died as all her race must be doomed to die, until the last flicker of that stupendous civilization was stamped out.
1936C. L. Moore in Astounding Stories Dec. 19/1
He could not guess where he was, in what land or time, in the presence of what alien race. The men were all little and dark and hairy, and somehow crooked, like gnomes. He had never heard a tongue like the gutturals they mouthed.
1939C. L. MooreGreater Than Gods in Astounding Science-Fiction July 144/2
It had happened too quickly for wonder—he was not even thinking as he opened his eyes and looked into the cube where Marta’s gaze had met him a moment before. And then a great tide of awe and wonder came washing up into his consciousness, and he knew that Ashley had been right. There was an alternative future. There comes a point beyond which bewilderment and shock no longer affect the human brain, and Bill was outside wondering now, or groping for logical explanations. He only knew that he stood here staring into the cube from which Marta’s eyes had smiled at him so short an instant ago— They were still Marta’s eyes, deep-colored in a boy face almost Bill’s own, feature for feature, under a cap of blue steel. Somehow that other future had come to him, too.
1945‘L. Padgett’Piper’s Son in Astounding Science-Fiction Feb. 19/1
If he had been born before the Blowup, it might have been different. Impossible to say. One could read history, but one couldn’t live it.
1945‘L. Padgett’Beggars In Velvet in Astounding Science Fiction Dec. 14/2
After the Blowup, the fringes of the radioactive areas had caused the mutations of which the telepaths were the only survivors, aside from the occasional monsters—reptiles and harmless beasts—that still lived near the blasted areas.
1946‘L. Padgett’Time Enough in Astounding Science Fiction Dec. 127/2
Five hundred years before, an atom was split and the balance of power blew up. Prior to that time, a number of people had been playing tug of war with a number of ropes. Nuclear fission, in effect, handed those people knives. They learned how to cut the ropes, and, too late, discovered that the little game had been played on the summit of a crag whose precipitous sides dropped away to abysmal depths beneath. The knife was a key as well. It opened fantastic new doors. Thus the Blowup. Had the Blowup been due only to the atomic blast, man might have rebuilt more easily, granting that the planet remained habitable. However, one of the doors the key opened led into a curious, perilous place where physical laws were unstable. Truth is a variable. But no one knew how to vary it until after unlimited atomic power had been thrown onto the market. Within limits, anything could happen, and plenty of things did. Call it a war. Call it chaos. Call it the Blowup.
1939C. L. MooreGreater Than Gods in Astounding Science-Fiction July 159/2
William Cory, there seems to be a question in your mind as to whether we could reach you with our weapons. Let me assure you that the force-beam which connects us can carry more than sight and sound into your world! I hope I shan’t have to demonstrate that.
1947‘L. Padgett’Tomorrow and Tomorrow in Astounding Science-Fiction Jan. 29/2
Was it possible that he, himself, might be a latent mutant? And that the mutation could become dominant under certain conditions—and use supranormal powers?
1943C. L. MooreJudgment Night in Astounding Science-Fiction Aug. 11/2
The emperor was silent, looking at her from under his brows. After a slightly uncomfortable pause, the girl turned away. ‘I'm leaving,’ she said briefly. ‘Where?’ ‘Off-world.’
1934C. L. MooreScarlet Dream in Weird Tales May 579/2
When he lifted his eyes to the wall, he knew where he was. Blazoned on the dim stone, burning through the twilight like some other-dimensional fire, the scarlet pattern writhed across the wall.
1953C. L. MooreShambleau in Shambleau & Others 39
The shouting died for a moment as they took in the scene before them—tall Earthman in the space-explorer’s leathern garb, all one color from the burning of savage suns save for the sinister pallor of his no-colored eyes in a scarred and resolute face, gun in his steady hand and the scarlet girl crouched behind him, panting.
1933C. L. MooreShambleau in Weird Tales Nov. 536/1
She pattered along a pace or two behind him, making no effort to keep up with his long strides, and though Smith—as men know from Venus to Jupiter’s moons—walks as softly as a cat, even in spaceman’s boots, the girl at his heels slid like a shadow over the rough pavement, making so little sound that even the lightness of his footsteps was loud in the empty street.
1933C. L. MooreShambleau in Weird Tales Nov. 539/2
He heard the gossip of the spaceways, news from a dozen planets of a thousand different events; he heard the latest joke about the Venusian Emperor and the latest report on the Chino-Aryan war and the latest song hot from the lips of Rose Robertson, whom every man on the civilized planets adored as ‘the Georgia Rose’.
1944‘L. Padgett’When the Bough Breaks in Astounding Science-Fiction Nov. 91/2
‘Look, it’s normal for a mother to want to hug her baby. But how can she do that if she expects him to throw her halfway across the room?’ Calderon was brooding. ‘Will he pick up more…more super powers as he goes along?’ [ellipsis in original]
1944‘L. Padgett’When the Bough Breaks in Astounding Science Fiction Nov. 89/1
The power isn’t disciplined yet. If I’d tried to teleport Myra Calderon over to Jersey, say, I might have dropped her in the Hudson by mistake.
1944‘L. Padgett’When the Bough Breaks in Astounding Science Fiction Nov. 89/1
Teleportation? Quat showed me last night. He can’t do it himself, but I’m X Free super so I can. The power isn’t disciplined yet.
1946‘L. Padgett’Fairy Chessmen in Astounding Science Fiction Feb. 168/2
‘You can move—and continue to move—in only one temporal direction, either future or past. But you can’t return. You'd meet yourself coming back.’ ‘What?’ ‘It’s a one-way track,’ Wood said. ‘Two objects can’t exist in the same space-time.’ ‘You mean two objects can’t occupy the same space at the same time.’ ‘Well? An extension of Ridgeley exists from now to his own period, along the time-line. He can’t go home. He'd bump into himself. He'd explode or something.’
1943‘L. Padgett’The World Is Mine in Astounding Science Fiction June 19/1
Originally, in pattern a, there was no place for the eighty-year-old dead body of Gallegher. It was introduced and changed the future. We automatically switched into another time track.
1943‘L. Padgett’Iron Standard in Astounding Science-Fiction Dec. 78/2
All the Earthmen had learned Venusian quickly; they were good linguists, having been chosen for this as well as other transplanetary virtues.
1942C. L. MooreThere Shall Be Darkness in Astounding Science-Fiction Feb. 13/2
She bent her smooth fair head becomingly and began in a low, clear voice to chant as well as she could in Venusian to the tune of a very old drinking song of Earth, once the battle anthem of a nation that had fallen long ago.
1934C. L. MooreBlack Thirst in Weird Tales Apr. 425/1
Smith’s brow furrowed. A woman, here, on this black waterfront by night? Not even the lowest class of Venusian street-walker dared come along the waterfronts of Ednes on the nights when the space-liners were not in. Yet across the pavement came clearly now the light tapping of a woman’s feet.
1943‘L. O'Donnell’Clash By Night in Astounding Science-Fiction Mar. 28/1
Scott, craning his neck at a painfully awkward angle and trying to see through the mud-smeared vision plates, kept a rattrap grip on his end of the pole, hoping its slickness would not slip through his fingers.