The Long Iapetan Night
Novelette 13,021 words Recommended by 2 award/anthology sources
"Heaven welcomed me with the smell of disinfectant and a strange strumming tune. Funny; I never believed there was an afterlife, let alone like this. I was cold, beyond shivering. My body was made of stone, and my mind trapped in it. Or was this Hell?"
Content warnings 1
suicide
Quasar links out; the story lives on Asimov's, where the author gets the click.