Writer- Erec Stebbins
Stebbins takes us through the lows of his dystopian vision to soar out like the Phoenix into a new and growing existence, a possible Utopia. Well at least the vision can be left to grow unmolested until the inevitable third instalment arrives. What will that be called? My speculation gives me, 'Creator'. I feel sure that we will then come to be told whether the Orb is an essence of God, or is just one of His old lanterns.
There is one 'improvement' in this second volume. We have escaped the terrors of mathematical formulae that pitched up at the start of every chapter. These are replaced by very sharply relevant, richly worded, quotations.
I was thoroughly absorbed by this book, even though my weak mind faced the occasional threat from drowning in metaphysics. But then I'm sure we were meant to feel submerged, as was the mind of our heroic, tragic narrator, Nitin. We were lead by the thoughts of a 'human' doing his best to explain a story that he couldn't ever really comprehend. I guess Nitin was even more at sea than I would be in explaining mathematics. I sympathised with Nitin to the very end, for ever relieved that at least Ambra Dawn, through Stebbins pen, seemed to understand. What the heck are sentient being doings in the physical cosmos anyway? We understand far more now, don't we Nitin? But do we yet really know anything? We need book three.
Stebbins puts together words very well, which is just as well because as we leave the Earth behind, let alone New Earth, the cosmos gets very complicated. In this exciting plotting we are so spellbound that that doesn't actually matter, or even anti-matter.
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