Time's Eye (Time Odyssey)
Arthur C. Clarke, Stephen Baxter
Sir Arthur C. Clarke is a dwelling legend, a author whose identify has been synonymous with technological know-how fiction for greater than fifty years. An indomitable believer in human and clinical strength, Clarke is a real visionary. If Clarke has an inheritor between today’s technology fiction writers, it really is award-winning writer Stephen Baxter. In each one of his acclaimed novels, Baxter has tested surprising presents of mind's eye and mind, in addition to a unprecedented skill to convey the main cerebral technology dramatically to lifestyles. Now those champions of humanism and medical hypothesis have mixed their skills in a unique bound to be probably the most talked-about of the 12 months, a 2001 for the recent millennium.
For eons, Earth has been less than remark via the Firstborn, beings virtually as previous because the universe itself. The Firstborn are unknown to humankind— until eventually they act. right away, Earth is carved up and reassembled like an immense jigsaw puzzle. abruptly the planet and each residing factor on it now not exist in one timeline. as an alternative, the realm turns into a patchwork of eras, from prehistory to 2037, each one with its personal indigenous inhabitants.
Scattered around the planet are floating silver orbs impervious to all guns and very unlikely to speak with. Are those technologically complex units liable for growing and maintaining the rifts in time? Are they cameras in which inscrutable alien eyes are looking at? Or are they whatever stranger and extra terrifying still?
The resolution may possibly lie within the historical urban of Babylon, the place teams of refugees from 2037—three cosmonauts returning to Earth from the foreign area Station, and 3 United international locations peacekeepers on a project in Afghanistan—have detected radio indications: the single such signs on this planet, except their very own. The peacekeepers locate allies in nineteenth-century British troops and within the armies of Alexander the good. The astronauts, crash-landed within the steppes of Asia, sign up for forces with the Mongol horde led via Genghis Khan. the 2 aspects set out for Babylon, each one decided to win the race for wisdom . . . and the facility that lies within.
Yet the true strength is past human regulate, maybe even human realizing. As nice armies face off prior to the gates of Babylon, it watches, ready. . . .
From the Hardcover edition.
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