Running from the Deity: A Pip & Flinx Adventure (Adventures of Pip & Flinx)
Alan Dean Foster
From technology fiction legend Alan Dean Foster comes an exciting Pip and Flinx experience, in which a undeniable red-haired, green-eyed younger guy blessed (or cursed) with unusual powers unearths himself and his mini-dragon sidekick on a top-secret undertaking pertaining to deep area, alien worlds . . . and a primordial horror rationale on devouring all of it.
within the outer depths of the universe lies the good vacancy, the place anything dreadful lurks, hidden at the back of a good gravitational lens of darkish topic. anything awful that howls and writhes and rages throughout 300 million light-years of space–and is now heading directly for the Commonwealth and relocating speedier all of the time.
One slender likelihood exists to dodge disaster, and in basic terms Flinx can take it. Roaming the galaxy is a awake planet-size guns procedure, the legacy of a long-extinct race. As Flinx is the single one that has ever skilled psychological touch with the laptop, it really is his task to discover the robust alien artifact and coax it into becoming a member of the conflict opposed to the behemoth from beyond.
So Pip and Flinx valiantly sail into the unknown aboard their little spaceship, that is instantly pressured down for emergency upkeep on planet Arrawd, domestic to much less complex sentients and accordingly off-limits to house tourists. yet what with Arrawd being very attractive, and Flinx being Flinx, this actual rule doesn’t stand a chance.
Now, Flinx is no stranger to murderous assaults and stalking assassins–evading them occupies such a lot of his waking hours–but to be besieged via hordes bent on worshipping him as a god? Worse nonetheless, escaping this destiny goes to be as most unlikely as pleasant his dire undertaking. What’s a deity to do?
From the Hardcover edition.
relatively secure. without doubt this planet was once domestic to harmful creatures of 1 type or another—but it was once conveniently obvious from the little time he had already spent on its floor that this was once, for instance, no Pyrassis or Midworld. As he strolled, with Pip circling overhead, he attempted to get a greater examine the small, scurrying issues that have been darting approximately one of the dunes. there has been no longer sufficient gentle, and he had no longer introduced one from the send. That lack might strength him to show round quickly.
brief. except immortality and invulnerability, neither of which was once to be had to him, the next-best factor an individual in his place may have was once relied on and actual counselors. A sensible and skilled appraiser of others, Pyrrpallinda had through the years controlled to collect round him a number of such priceless advisors. so much have been experts. Treappyn used to be no longer. a professional in lots of elements of day-by-day in addition to executive lifestyles, from overseas affairs to the cost of chetke fruit usually.
Engineers. His eyes reduced in size a bit, squeezed by way of the muscle mass that surrounded them of their sockets. wondered, he known as out to Cershaad. Pausing in his sprucing, the opposite soldier set his weapon apart yet inside effortless achieve and moved as much as stand along his significant other. elevating either left forearms, Nejrekalb pointed skyward. “That significant cloud, Cershaad.” Dutifully, the marginally higher soldier scrutinized the indicated part of graying sky. “A cloud. What approximately it?” “It doesn’t appear to be.
no longer for the small weights sewn intermittently alongside its area, the internet itself may have drifted out to sea. Ebbanai didn't care. He couldn't choose up the internet, didn't watch as his tremendous capture made its get away. His concepts have been not on harvesting, or his mate, or on anything. each iota of his being, each fraction of his realization, used to be concentrated and locked at the very unlikely factor he used to be seeing. A fourth moon had seemed within the sky, and it used to be falling instantly towards him. He sought after.
guaranteed him with a bit of luck. “Ready to leave?” “I am getting ready to enforce departure alongside the recent vector you've got suggested.” “Good.” Slumping down within the welcoming include of the living room chair, the wet air surrounding him choked with small, colourful, risk free flying issues, hearing water cascade into the unreal pond whereas the awesome fragrances of unique crops amassed from numerous worlds pungently scented the air round him, Flinx stroked Pip’s again as she lay contentedly on.