R. R. Winterbotham 50 min read

Beside a monstrous war-factory forging cannon into sleek instruments of death, a sudden hush falls over the belching, blasphemous din, the first sign of something very strange afoot.

R. R. Winterbotham's 1941 story is an atmospheric hard-SF space opera. Vivid, imaginative golden-age pulp. Read it for a colorful pulp yarn where a grim industrial war-machine confronts an eerie, unearthly phenomenon, in a tale of menace and mystery set against the crimson glow of the furnaces, in fast-moving golden-age style.

In its time

Published in 1941, during the 1940s, the golden age begins.

Reading it

50 min read (a novelette, room for a turn or two).