Across the vast Centauri Cluster, ancient ruins lie hidden beneath the rocks and debris – buried remnants of those who came before us. An endless cycle of civilizations, human and Celestial, rising to glory then crumbling into dust.
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Jurgen Barrendown held off before putting in an appearance. Cognac, drugs and a girl named Marietta ensured he wasn’t idle. After which he paid her off and had security escort her off the ship. She wasn’t on the guest list, after all.
They cheered him when he made his entrance. Thirty-nine of the most influential people in the world. Statesmen, financiers, tech-moguls, scions of billionaire dynasties whose power and wealth were as pervasive as the forces behind the weather. And, amongst them, Jurgen himself, whose fortune had built this greatest of Arks, the Fortunate Son. The jeweled throne from which he would steer humanity away from a dying Earth.
He took a champagne glass from the robot waiter gliding past and acknowledged the handshake of a pharmaceuticals magnate. He thought of Marietta, clutching her coat against the acrid rain as they hustled her out of the hatch. Her account topped up with credit that was meaningless, because the only worthwhile currency was being able to get off the planet.
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Not all arkships arrived in Centauri at the same time, my child, nor did they all have the same success starting a settlement. Those who arrived first – those who evolved into what we now call Celestials – were not always the most gracious of hosts.
The Mara Yama, horrifying Celestials, twisted into monstrous forms, are unlike anything humanity has ever faced in the battle for survival. The Mara Yama feed on fear, delight in cruelty, and revel in the agony of their prey. They aren’t just hunters – they are sadistic predators who savor every moment of psychological torment they inflict.
The power died just as Evan calibrated the receivers, an increasingly time-consuming task given the deterioration of the Hammercross’s long-range communications gear. For a moment he sat there in the dark, listening. The hum of the ventilators was still audible. The blackout hadn’t cut off his air.
Torrance, an engineer from the Ark ship, Tamerlaine, is stealing supplies and selling them on the black market right under the snout of an unlikely detective.
Edith, a brilliant engineer working on an impossible deadline, struggles to reconnect with her teenage daughter before time runs out.
Kendall's job as Chief Technician on the Abandoned Bride forces her to get creative in finding spare parts to keep the ship’s systems running.
Jurgen Barrendown, billionaire financier of the Fortunate Son, hosts a party for his wealthy friends on the eve of the ark ship’s impending launch… but not everyone will be celebrating.