The Fog Horn - Blog Posts
“waiting out there, and waiting out there, while man comes and goes on this pitiful little planet. waiting and waiting.”
illustration for "the fog horn" by ray bradbury
Illustration based on ray bradburys the fog horn
Happy Birthday, Ray Bradbury!
August 22, 1920
“I’ll make a sound that’s so alone that no one can miss it, that whoever hears it will weep in their souls, and hearths will seem warmer, and being inside will seem better to all who hear it in the distant towns.”
The Fog Horn, Ray Bradbury
McDunn fumbled with the switch. But even as he switched it on, the monster was rearing up. I had a glimpse of its gigantic paws, fish skin glittering in webs between the finger-like projections, clawing at the tower. The huge eye on the right side of its anguished head glittered before me like a cauldron into which I might drop, screaming. The tower shook. The Fog Horn cried; the monster cried. It seized the tower and gnashed at the glass, which shattered in upon us.
Illustration by Aleta Jenks for The Fog Horn by Ray Bradbury.
The Fog Horn
“That's life for you," said MacDunn. "Someone always waiting for someone who never comes home. Always someone loving some thing more than that thing loves them. And after a while you want to destroy whatever that thing is, so it can't hurt you no more.”
— Ray Bradbury