From the author of the thrilling science-fiction epic Children of Time, winner of the prestigious Arthur C. Clarke Award. Shards of Earth is the first high-octane, far-future space adventure in Adrian Tchaikovsky' Final Architecture trilogy. 'One of the most interesting and accomplished writers in speculative fiction' - Christopher Paolini The war is over. Its heroes forgotten. Until one chance discovery . . . Idris has neither aged nor slept since they remade his mind in the war. And one of humanity's heroes now scrapes by ...
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From the author of the thrilling science-fiction epic Children of Time, winner of the prestigious Arthur C. Clarke Award. Shards of Earth is the first high-octane, far-future space adventure in Adrian Tchaikovsky' Final Architecture trilogy. 'One of the most interesting and accomplished writers in speculative fiction' - Christopher Paolini The war is over. Its heroes forgotten. Until one chance discovery . . . Idris has neither aged nor slept since they remade his mind in the war. And one of humanity's heroes now scrapes by on a freelance salvage vessel, to avoid the attention of greater powers. Eighty years ago, Earth was destroyed by an alien enemy. Many escaped, but millions more died. So mankind created enhanced humans such as Idris - who could communicate mind-to-mind with our aggressors. Then these 'Architects' simply disappeared and Idris and his kind became obsolete. Now, Idris and his crew have something strange, abandoned in space. It's clearly the work of the Architects - but are they really returning? And if so, why? Hunted by gangsters, cults and governments, Idris and his crew race across the galaxy as they search for answers. For they now possess something of incalculable value, and many would kill to obtain it. Praise for Adrian Tchaikovsky: 'If Homer had written space opera . . . Enthralling, epic, immersive and hugely intelligent.' - Stephen Baxter on Shards of Earth 'He writes incredibly enjoyable sci-fi, full of life and ideas' - Patrick Ness 'Brilliant science fiction' - James McAvoy on Children of Time
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Fine in Fine jacket. Book. Signed by Author(s) 1st ed/1st pr. SIGNED by the AUTHOR on a special title page. Square, solid, and unread with lovely dust jacket in protective archival cover. When you receive this book youll tuck it into the inner pocket of your trenchcoat, don your mirror shades, and hop into your spinner, all systems set to overdrive, headed for spook country, under a sky the colour of television, turned to--you guessed it--a dead channel.
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Fine in Fine jacket. Book. Signed by Author(s) 1 of 350 copies, matching set, GORGEOUS, like lip-smackingly good! SIGNED by the AUTHOR on a special limitation page. Books are square, solid, and unread with lovely dust jackets in protective archival Brodart covers. When you receive these books youll tuck them into the inner pocket of your trenchcoat, don your mirror shades, and hop into your spinner, all systems set to overdrive, headed for spook country, under a sky the colour of television, turned to--you guessed it--a dead channel.
