This as a grim and mordant Iain M. Banks short story in The State of the Art which a man and his sentient spacesuit, both damaged, are forced down on a barren planet. Their best hope is a long forced march towards a base that may already have been destroyed.
It's a good example how the best SF can use speculative hardware and setting to write movingly about the human condition.
Thursday, October 16, 2014
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