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| − | Opera soprano from the short story "Dream's End" by A. Connell and first published in the December 1935 issue of ''Wonder Stories''. | + | Opera soprano from the sci-fi short story "Dream's End" by A. Connell and first published in the December 1935 issue of ''Wonder Stories''. |
<blockquote> | <blockquote> | ||
| − | Mizala Ecava, the soprano with the | + | Mizala Ecava, the soprano with the range and technique indescribably superb, advanced on to the platform on the night of her third New York concert. She stood for a moment, delighted by the enormity of her audience, then she signalled to her accompanist for the opening notes of “Wind Trill,” an aria far |
| − | range and technique indescribably superb, advanced on to the platform on the | ||
| − | night of her third New York concert. She | ||
| − | stood for a moment, delighted by the | ||
| − | enormity of her audience, then she signalled to her accompanist for the opening notes of “Wind Trill,” an aria far | ||
beyond the powers of any other singer. | beyond the powers of any other singer. | ||
| − | She opened her red mouth and began | + | She opened her red mouth and began to sing. |
| − | to sing. | ||
| − | A shock of awe ran across the faces of | + | A shock of awe ran across the faces of the audience, travelling from the deluxe lounges to the hazy reaches of the gallery. |
| − | the audience, travelling from the deluxe | ||
| − | lounges to the hazy reaches of the gallery. | ||
| − | The voice of Ecava was a hoarse, vile | + | The voice of Ecava was a hoarse, vile croaking! |
| − | croaking! | ||
| − | There she stood, gowned in white, | + | There she stood, gowned in white, booming like a human frog! And more ghastly fact — it was evident that she was entirely unconscious of the horror of her |
| − | booming like a human frog! And more | + | transformed voice. She boomed and croaked on, throwing her arms in absurd gestures and smiling indulgently at her listeners. |
| − | ghastly fact — it was evident that she was | ||
| − | entirely unconscious of the horror of her | ||
| − | transformed voice. She boomed and | ||
| − | croaked on, throwing her arms in absurd gestures and smiling indulgently at | ||
| − | her listeners. | ||
| − | She stopped; the blood drained from | + | She stopped; the blood drained from her cheeks. |
| − | her cheeks. | ||
| − | Her audience had seemed to waver- | + | Her audience had seemed to waver- had collapsed into a maelstrom- then it was gone, just as a splotch of dust might go in the passing of a swift wind! |
| − | had collapsed into a maelstrom- then it | ||
| − | was gone, just as a splotch of dust might | ||
| − | go in the passing of a swift wind! | ||
| − | A band of mad, formless light fell | + | A band of mad, formless light fell through a vanished ceiling, lashing itself from wall to wall in a titanic, chromatic tempest. It stormed, drew back in mindless eddies, and with it into a nameless |
| − | through a vanished ceiling, lashing itself | + | limbo went Mizala Ecava and her incomparable voice.... |
| − | from wall to wall in a titanic, chromatic | ||
| − | tempest. It stormed, drew back in mindless eddies, and with it into a nameless | ||
| − | limbo went Mizala Ecava and her incomparable voice | ||
</blockquote> | </blockquote> | ||
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==External Links== | ==External Links== | ||
*https://archive.org/details/Wonder_Stories_v07n06_1935-12/page/n9 | *https://archive.org/details/Wonder_Stories_v07n06_1935-12/page/n9 | ||
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| + | [[Category:1935|Ecava, Mizala]] | ||
| + | [[Category:Short stories|Ecava, Mizala]] | ||
| + | [[Category:Opera|Ecava, Mizala]] | ||
Latest revision as of 06:04, 8 January 2019
Opera soprano from the sci-fi short story "Dream's End" by A. Connell and first published in the December 1935 issue of Wonder Stories.
Mizala Ecava, the soprano with the range and technique indescribably superb, advanced on to the platform on the night of her third New York concert. She stood for a moment, delighted by the enormity of her audience, then she signalled to her accompanist for the opening notes of “Wind Trill,” an aria far beyond the powers of any other singer.
She opened her red mouth and began to sing.
A shock of awe ran across the faces of the audience, travelling from the deluxe lounges to the hazy reaches of the gallery.
The voice of Ecava was a hoarse, vile croaking!
There she stood, gowned in white, booming like a human frog! And more ghastly fact — it was evident that she was entirely unconscious of the horror of her transformed voice. She boomed and croaked on, throwing her arms in absurd gestures and smiling indulgently at her listeners.
She stopped; the blood drained from her cheeks.
Her audience had seemed to waver- had collapsed into a maelstrom- then it was gone, just as a splotch of dust might go in the passing of a swift wind!
A band of mad, formless light fell through a vanished ceiling, lashing itself from wall to wall in a titanic, chromatic tempest. It stormed, drew back in mindless eddies, and with it into a nameless limbo went Mizala Ecava and her incomparable voice....
