Children of Time and Virus

Children of Time is about virus. A deliberately created one. One that’s to be dropped on carefully selected planets to meld with whatever (monkeys?) to produce better beings (even if non-human)

The planets are terra-forming because Earth is on a straight arrow to self-destruction.

(A little bit too close to home, whatever)

There is a human, Sering, “the volunteer, the man they were going to leave behind. He would orbit their planet-sized laboratory as the long years turned, locked in cold sleep until the time came for him to become mentor to a new race of sentient primates.”

wowowowowow

This is why self adores science fiction. So close to her present, always.

The man wishes “to say a few words” before he is dropped from the Mother Ship in a Sentry Pod (Tchaikovsky’s world-building is really ace. Also, his last name is so distracting because she keeps wanting to look him up on Wikipedia. To see if he’s a grandson or great-grandson of the composer)

Since “it would be his last contact with his species for a long time,” the commander of the mission, a Dr. Kern, permits it. Ooooops!

Stay tuned.

Starting CHILDREN OF TIME, by Adrian Tchaikovsky

Ch. 1.1:

For we are gods, and we are lonely, so we shall create . . .

Back home, things were tough, or so the twenty-year-old images indicated. Avrana had skimmed dispassionately over the riots, the furious debates, the demonstrations and violence, thinking only, How did we ever get so far with so many fools in the gene pool? The Non Ultra Natura lobby were only the most extreme of a whole coalition of human political factions — the conservative, the philosophical, even the die-hard religious — who looked at progress and said that enough was enough. Who fought tooth and nail against further engineering of the human genome, against the removal of limits on AI, and against programs like Avrana’s own.

And yet they’re losing.

Reading science fiction about future worlds seems so right now.

Stay tuned.

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