โ Scribed by Adrian Tchaikovsky
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The Sun is bloated, diseased, dying perhaps. Beneath its baneful light, Shadrapur, last of all cities, harbours fewer than 100,000 human souls. Built on the ruins of countless civilisations, surviving on the debris of its long-dead progenitors, Shadrapur is a museum, a midden, an asylum, a prison on a world that is ever more alien to humanity.
Bearing witness to the desperate struggle for existence between life old and new, is Stefan Advani, rebel, outlaw, prisoner, survivor. This is his testament, an account of the journey that took him into the blazing desolation of the western deserts; that transported him east down the river and imprisoned him in verdant hell of the jungle's darkest heart; that led him deep into the labyrinths and caverns of the underworld. He will treat with monsters, madman, mutants. The question is, which one of them will inherit this Earth?
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Intro; Also by Adrian Tchaikovsky; Welome Page; Copyright; Cotents; Part the First In which I arrive at the Island; 1 A Game of Chess; 2 An Undesirable Residence; 3 Conversations with a Madman; 4 Father Sulplice and His Machines; 5 Symptoms of the Fever Victim; 6 Master of All He Surveys; 7 The Fair
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