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Novità dall'estero: Revenger, il nuovo romanzo di Alastair Reynolds

Esce oggi sul mercato anglofono il nuovo romanzo di uno dei maggiori autori di fantascienza mondiale, il britannico Alastair Reynolds



Uscendo dal grande affresco del Ciclo della Rivelazione, Reynolds ci parla di un futuro lontano di grandi corporazioni, strizzando l'occhio al recente Luna: New Moon di McDonald (qui la ns recensione)



Su suo blog Reynolds ci aveva dato delle anticipazioni: sopra la cloud con le parole chiave, sotto degli schizzi fatti direttamente da lui con le navi del racconto.



Sempre sul blog ci aveva regalato l'inizio del libro:

Cazaray spun the wheel that opened the door to the bone room.
‘Go in,’ he said quietly. ‘Just don’t touch anything – for now.’
Adrana went in first. I followed on her heels, taking care never to lose my hold on the wall. Cazaray came after us, then closed the door, turning the inner wheel so that it latched itself tight against the frame.
It was quiet in there. I couldn’t hear anything of the life-support system, nothing of the sail-control gear – the occasional whirr and whine of its winches and pulleys had become familiar since the sails were run out – nothing of the usual clamour and chatter of the crew.
The room was a sphere, about fifteen spans across, and the skull was floating in the middle of it like the main exhibit in an art gallery. It was trussed up in a kind of bridle, a frame made up of metal bars and struts, and this bridle was fixed onto the walls by dozens of springs.
‘Quieter and stiller we hold her, the better,’ Cazaray said. ‘Trig’s damped the ions, and that helps, but it would only take a jolt to rattle something loose.’
From end to end the skull was about as long as my sister was tall – about eight spans. It was the colour of a bad tooth, rotten to the root. It wasn’t anything like a monkey skull. It was stretched out, all snout and jaw, more as if it had belonged to some giant horse than a person. It was made up of lots of parts, joined together like a sort of puzzle. A dark fissure ran across it, stitched together with a ladder of little metal sutures. Whoever had done that had worked a long time ago, and with care.
The skull had also been drilled and tapped in many places. Slender probes and wires had been pushed through the bone into the not-quite-emptiness within.
‘Tell me what you know,’ Cazaray said, never raising his voice above a murmur.
‘It’s old,’ I answered.
‘How old?’
‘No one knows,’ Adrana said. CONTINUA SUL BLOG DELL'AUTORE

Di cosa parla il libro?

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