Now a much, much larger asteroid is on a collision course with Earth—and the Briareus nanites may be responsible. While governments scramble to find a solution, Doctor Glyer knows that their only hope of avoiding Armageddon lies in the nanites themselves. On the run, Glyer must track down Connors and find a way to make contact with their wayward children before a two-hundred-gigaton asteroid smashes into Earth. Will Glyer’s nanites be Earth’s salvation, or destruction?
A landing party reaches the vast lands of this spinning world, only to be captured. But some escape the gigantic inhabitants to seek answers to what this place means. Who built it? Where? When? Why?
Their discoveries transform human understanding of our universe and imperil our destiny.
To survive they must escape the alien inhabitants known as the Folk. What they discover along the way will transform the way mankind understands its place in the universe.
I walked through the halls, wasting my
time, nothing to find.
Then I turned a corner, and then I said, Oh, no! Undead!
The thirty-two Wights saw me coming and started to laugh;
And I closed my eyes as my sword started hewing a path; oh---
And when I awoke, I was alone, that
sword had flown.
Now, I use a club; isnt it good no-ego wood.
Something must justify the blood and treasure that have been spent. If the fallen civilization of the Ringworld can no longer be despoiled of its secrets, the Puppeteers will be forced to surrender theirs. Everyone knows that the Puppeteers are cowards.
But the crises converging upon the trillion Puppeteers of the Fleet of Worlds go far beyond even the onrushing armadas as the many players head toward a final, decisive collision. One way or another, the fabled race of Puppeteers may have come to the end of their days.