Whatever it was, the object was too large for a bird, too slim for a boat, too streamlined for flotsam ... She pressed her face closer to the glass, fascinated and terrified at the same time ... My eyes could not block out the sight of the shapes, flopping, wading, barking as they inexorably massed in my direction ... the texture of their skins bore the suggestion of the final stages of gangrenous flesh ... The sound of battle clamoured through my brain. The field of Arderydd, soaked in blood, Liddel Water running with blood, Gwenddolau's fortress splattered with blood ... Perhaps it was not Myrddin's great age that sapped him of his powers. Perhaps it was the Romans and their priests ... The texture of Mars, the texture of its red facade, the subliminal texture of its history and mythology and the baggage of the many fictions. Mars was larger than itself ... and more ... eighteen stories of horror, fantasy and science fiction from award-winning editor and writer David A. Sutton.