Off Armageddon Reef (Safehold Series #1) [NOOK Book]

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Humanity pushed its way to the stars - and encountered the Gbaba, a ruthless alien race that nearly wiped us out.

Earth and her colonies are now smoldering ruins, and the few survivors have fled to distant, Earth-like Safehold, to try to rebuild. But the Gbaba can detect the emissions of an industrial civilization, so the human rulers of Safehold have taken extraordinary measures: with mind control and hidden high technology, they've built a religion in which every Safeholdian ...

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Overview

Humanity pushed its way to the stars - and encountered the Gbaba, a ruthless alien race that nearly wiped us out.

Earth and her colonies are now smoldering ruins, and the few survivors have fled to distant, Earth-like Safehold, to try to rebuild. But the Gbaba can detect the emissions of an industrial civilization, so the human rulers of Safehold have taken extraordinary measures: with mind control and hidden high technology, they've built a religion in which every Safeholdian believes, a religion designed to keep Safehold society medieval forever.

800 years pass. In a hidden chamber on Safehold, an android from the far human past awakens. This "rebirth" was set in motion centuries before, by a faction that opposed shackling humanity with a concocted religion. Via automated recordings, "Nimue" - or, rather, the android with the memories of Lieutenant Commander Nimue Alban - is told her fate: she will emerge into Safeholdian society, suitably disguised, and begin the process of provoking the technological progress which the Church of God Awaiting has worked for centuries to prevent.

Nothing about this will be easy. To better deal with a medieval society, "Nimue" takes a new gender and a new name, "Merlin." His formidable powers and access to caches of hidden high technology will need to be carefully concealed. And he'll need to find a base of operations, a Safeholdian country that's just a little more freewheeling, a little less orthodox, a little more open to the new.

And thus Merlin comes to Charis, a mid-sized kingdom with a talent for naval warfare. He plans to make the acquaintance of King Haarahld and Crown Prince Cayleb, and maybe, just maybe, kick off a new era of invention. Which is bound to draw the attention of the Church…and, inevitably, lead to war.

It's going to be a long, long process. And it's going to be the can't-miss SF epic of the decade.

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Editorial Reviews

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Earth is long dead, a defunct pile of smoldering ruins. The few remaining survivors have fled to earth-like Safehold, where they have cobbled together a precarious existence endangered at every moment by exposure to savage aliens. To preserve their endangered culture, Safehold leaders have built an ironclad religion, reinforced with mind control and secret advanced technology. After centuries of cruelty, this repressive order is finally threatened by the reawakening of an 800-year-old android destined to test the limits of freedom….
Publishers Weekly

Weber's latest opus is a complex tale of action and intrigue set early in the 25th century, hundreds of years after the near total annihilation of humanity by the Gbaba, an alien race hell-bent on eradicating humans from the universe. After decades of war and facing certain defeat, the last remnants of the human race escape and settle on a distant planet, appropriately named Safehold. To ensure they remain undetected by their enemies, the leaders of the survivors ban technology, and genetically adjust the populace to remain in a perpetual pre-industrial state. However, 800 years later, an android of the old world awakens, charged with the task of guiding humanity back onto the path of science, technology and, eventually, the stars. Wyman rises nicely to the near Herculean challenge of performing this 30-hour epic. His clear, expressive reading never falters while he skillfully navigates his way through a labyrinth of plot twists and multiple characters. Whether describing high-tech space battles or the covert activities of courtiers and spies, Wyman brings Weber's intricate world of Safehold to life. Simultaneous release with the Tor hardcover (Reviews, Nov. 27). (Jan.)

Copyright 2007 Reed Business Information
Publishers Weekly
Weber (At All Costs) launches an epic series with this gripping far-future saga, which springboards off the near-destruction of humanity in a massive war with the alien Gbaba. The survivors of the human race retreat to the planet Safehold, where they sacrifice basic human rights-and an accurate memory of the Gbaba-for the preservation of the species. The colony's founders psychologically program the colonists to prevent the re-emergence of scientific inquiry, higher mathematics or advanced technology, which the Gbaba would detect and destroy. Centuries later, cultural stagnation on this feudal but thriving planet is enforced by the all-powerful Church of God Awaiting. But one kingdom-with the aid of the war's last survivor, a cybernetic avatar that awakens to reinvent itself as a man named Merlin Athrawes-risks committing the ultimate heresy. Shifting effortlessly between battles among warp-speed starships and among oar-powered galleys, Weber brings the political maneuvering, past and future technologies, and vigorous protagonists together for a cohesive, engrossing whole. 15-city author tour. (Jan.) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal

Humanity, in the process of exploring the universe, has encountered a race known as the Gbaba. For reasons of their own, the Gbaba begin a campaign to destroy all of humanity. Seeing that total defeat is inevitable, a group of human colonists devise a plan to escape the Gbaba and circumvent their ability to track high-tech energy signatures. During the journey, the colonists are placed in a form of hypersleep, and their memories are altered to suppress all knowledge of humanity and high technology. Unknown to the colonists and many of the command staff, the colony's chief administrator, Langhorne, and the chief psychologist, Bédard, also program them to believe that the staff are angels sent by God to deliver a message that invention, progress, and change are strictly forbidden. Several years after the refuge of Safehold is established, a faction in the command staff who oppose Langhorne stage a revolt. With the fall of the angels, the altered colonists continue to follow the dictates of Langhorne, and their society develops around a strong central church much like Europe in the Middle Ages. Off Armageddon Reefis a complex mix of sf, fantasy, and historical fiction. Weber is a master of description; each innovation and naval battle is complexly choreographed and full of detail. Narrator Oliver Wyman uses a collection of voices and accents to distinguish individual characters. Recommended for any library with a large audio collection.
—Tim Daniels

Library Journal
By the 24th century, the alien Gbaba Empire has nearly destroyed the human race. Only a small survivor colony remains on the world of Safehold. Reduced to a pretechnological level to avoid detection from their enemies, the people have abandoned Arabic numerals, higher mathematics, and the written records of their true past, substituting a false history to prevent a resurgence of technology and, eventually, space travel. Now it is time for a change, but only a few have a chance at uncovering the truth. In his first book for Tor, the author of the popular Honor Harrington novels embarks on a new sf epic of cultural evolution and humanity's need to conquer the unknown. Rich backgrounds and vivid characters combine to make this series opener a priority purchase for sf collections. Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
From the Publisher

"Strongly recommended." -SFRevu.com
David Drake

"Off Armageddon Reef shows David Weber at the top of his game."
Dave Duncan

Vast, complex, intricate, subtle, and unlaydownable. This looks like the start of the biggest thing in science fiction since Isaac Asimov's Foundation series.
Vernor Vinge

Marvelously entertaining…Very good news for our reading future!
Starlog

Weber has done it once again.
starred review Booklist

Earth has been destroyed by an alien invasion, and survivors are clinging to a precarious and primitive existence on a planet they have named Safehold. But they are divided into two major factions: a theocratic church opposed to all technological progress, and a secular class of aristocrats and merchants who support not only technology but expanding the habitable area of Safehold. There are factions and internal conflicts on both sides, and each has infiltrated the other. A good many of the book's main players are seafarers and naval officers, and they sail Safehold's seas in ships that Horatio Hornblower might find familiar. They are drawn as well as one expects of Weber, although they are so numerous that, despite the appended cast list, readers may feel mnemonically challenged. Staunch Weber fans may be disappointed by the lack of any Safehold life-form as irresistibly charming as the treecats of the Honorverse (the world of his space-faring heroine Honor Harrington). Safehold's abundant pelagic life is mostly predatory and sometimes outright deadly, and its land dwellers are only slightly cuddlier. Altogether, there is enough conflict to allow a natural storyteller like Weber to make a large, splendid novel that opens another saga. The saga being Weber's form of choice and high achievement, hopes for the rest of it are definitely elevated.
R. A. Salvatore

Fantastic in every sense of the word--the kind of book that makes you sit back and think about this reality that we call life. Who can ask for more than that? While devouring this book, I kept finding myself drawn back to Walter Miller's amazing A Canticle for Leibowitz. Off Armageddon Reef has that same kind of introspective power, wrapped in a compelling story and with characters I grew to love.
Elizabeth Haydon

David Weber is the master of scope, and Off Armageddon Reef is breathtaking in scope of characters, scope of its universe, and scope of time.… Weber masterfully weaves a ferocious amount of vision into a story that is surprisingly easy to read and (not surprisingly) hard to put down.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781429920575
  • Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates
  • Publication date: 1/2/2008
  • Series: Safehold Series, #1
  • Sold by: Macmillan
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 608
  • Sales rank: 30,622
  • File size: 2 MB

Meet the Author

David Weber

David Weber is the author of the New York Times-bestselling "Honor Harrington" series, the most recent of which was At All Costs. His many other novels include Mutineers' Moon, The Armageddon Inheritance, Heirs of Empire, Path of the Fury, and Wind Rider's Oath. He lives in South Carolina.


David Weber is a science fiction phenomenon. His popular Honor Harrington and Honorverse novels--including Mission of Honor, At All Costs, and Torch of Freedom--are New York Times bestsellers and can't come out fast enough for his devoted readers. He is also the author of the Safehold series, including Off Armageddon Reef, By Schism Rent Asunder, By Heresies Distressed and A Mighty Fortress. His other top-selling science fiction novels include Out of the Dark, the Dahak books and the Multiverse books, written with Linda Evans. He has also created an epic SF adventure series in collaboration with John Ringo, including We Few. His novels have regularly been Main Selections of the Science Fiction Book Club. Weber has a bachelor's degree from Warren Wilson College, and attended graduate school in history at Appalachian State University. He lives in South Carolina.
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Off Armageddon Reef


By David Weber, Patrick Nielsen Hayden

Tom Doherty Associates, LLC

Copyright © 2007 David Weber
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4299-2057-5



CHAPTER 1

The Temple of God, City of Zion, The Temple Lands


The Temple of God's colonnade soared effortlessly against the springtime blue of the northern sky. The columns were just over sixty feet high, and the central dome which dominated the entire majestic structure rose higher yet, to a height of a hundred and fifty feet. It shone like a huge, polished mirror in the sunlight, plated in silver and crowned with the gem-encrusted, solid-gold icon of the Archangel Langhorne, tablets of law clasped in one arm, the scepter of his holy authority raised high in the other. That icon was eighteen feet tall, glittering more brilliantly even than the dome under the morning sun. For over eight centuries, since the very dawn of Creation, that breathtakingly beautiful archangel had stood guard over God's home on Safehold, and it and the dome under it were both as brilliant and untouched by weather or time as the day they were first set in place.

The Temple sat atop an emerald green hill which lifted it even further towards God's heavens. Its gleaming dome was visible from many miles away, across the waters of Lake Pei, and it glittered like a gold and alabaster crown above the great lakeside city of Zion. It was the city's crown in more than one way, for the city itself—one of the half-dozen largest on all of Safehold, and by far its oldest—existed for only one purpose: to serve the needs of the Church of God Awaiting.

Erayk Dynnys, Archbishop of Charis, strolled slowly towards the Temple across the vast Plaza of Martyrs, dominated by the countless fountains whose dancing jets, splashing about the feet of heroic sculptures of Langhorne, Bédard, and the other archangels, cast damp, refreshing breaths of spray to the breeze. He wore the white cassock of the episcopate, and the three-cornered priest's cap upon his head bore the white cockade and dove-tailed orange ribbon of an archbishop. The fragrant scents of the northern spring wafted from the beds of flowers and flowering shrubs the Temple's gardening staff kept perfectly maintained, but the archbishop scarcely noticed. The wonders of the Temple were a part of his everyday world, and more mundane aspects of that same world often pushed them into the background of his awareness.

"So," he said to the younger man walking beside him, "I take it we still haven't received the documents from Breygart?"

"No, Your Eminence," Father Mahtaio Broun replied obediently. Unlike his patron's, his priest's cap bore only the brown cockade of an upper-priest, but the white crown embroidered on his cassock's right sleeve marked him as a senior archbishop's personal secretary and aide.

"A pity," Dynnys murmured, with just a trace of a smile. "Still, I'm sure Zherald did inform both him and Haarahld that the documentary evidence was necessary. Mother Church has done her best to see to it that both sides are fairly presented before the Ecclesiastical Court."

"Of course, Your Eminence," Father Mahtaio agreed.

Unlike the prelate he served, Broun was careful not to smile, even though he knew about the private message from Dynnys to Bishop Executor Zherald Ahdymsyn instructing him to administratively "lose" the message for at least a five-day or two. Broun was privy to most of his patron's activities, however ... discreet they might be. He simply wasn't senior enough to display amusement or satisfaction over their success. Not yet, at least. Someday, he was sure, that seniority would be his.

The two clerics reached the sweeping, majestically proportioned steps of the colonnade. Dozens of other churchmen moved up and down those steps, through the huge, opened bas-relief doors, but the stream parted around Dynnys and his aide without even a murmur of protest.

If he'd barely noticed the beauty of the Temple itself, the archbishop completely ignored the lesser clerics making way for him, just as he ignored the uniformed Temple Guards standing rigidly at attention at regular intervals, cuirasses gleaming in the sunlight, bright-edged halberds braced. He continued his stately progress, hands folded in the voluminous, orange-trimmed sleeves of his snow white cassock, while he pondered the afternoon's scheduled session.

He and Broun crossed the threshold into the vast, soaring cathedral itself. The vaulted ceiling floated eighty feet above the gleaming pavement—rising to almost twice that at the apex of the central dome—and ceiling frescoes depicting the archangels laboring at the miraculous business of Creation circled the gold and gem- encrusted ceiling. Cunningly arranged mirrors and skylights set into the Temple's roof gathered the springtime sunlight and spilled it through the frescoes in carefully directed shafts of brilliance. Incense drifted in sweet-smelling clouds and tendrils, spiraling through the sunlight like lazy serpents of smoke, and the magnificently trained voices of the Temple Choir rose in a quiet, perfectly harmonized a cappella hymn of praise.

The choir was yet another of the wonders of the Temple, trained and dedicated to the purpose of seeing to it that God's house was perpetually filled with voices raised in His praise, as Langhorne had commanded. Just before the morning choir reached the end of its assigned time, the afternoon choir would march quietly into its place in the identical choir loft on the opposite side of the cathedral, where it would join the morning choir's song. As the afternoon singers' voices rose, the morning singers' voices would fade, and, to the listening ear, unless it was very carefully trained, it would sound as if there had been no break or change at all in the hymn.

The archbishop and his aide stepped across the vast, detailed map of God's world, inlaid into the floor just inside the doors, and made their way around the circumference of the circular cathedral. Neither of them paid much attention to the priests and acolytes around the altar at the center of the circle, celebrating the third of the daily morning masses for the regular flow of pilgrims. Every child of God was required by the Writ to make the journey to the Temple at least once in his life. Obviously, that wasn't actually possible for everyone, and God recognized that, yet enough of His children managed to meet that obligation to keep the cathedral perpetually thronged with worshippers. Except, of course, during the winter months of bitter cold and deep snow.

The cathedral pavement shone with blinding brightness where the focused beams of sunlight struck it, and at each of those points lay a circular golden seal, two feet across, bearing the sigil of one of the archangels. Like the icon of Langhorne atop the Temple dome and the dome itself, those seals were as brilliant, as untouched by wear or time as the day the Temple was raised. Each of them—like the gold-veined lapis lazuli of the pavement itself, and the vast map at the entry—was protected by the three-inch-thick sheet of imperishable crystal which covered them. The blocks of lapis had been sealed into the pavement with silver, and that silver gleamed as untarnished and perfect as the gold of the seals themselves. No mortal knew how it had been accomplished, but legend had it that after the archangels had raised the Temple, they had commanded the air itself to protect both its gilded roof and that magnificent pavement for all time. However they had worked their miracle, the crystalline surface bore not a single scar, not one scuff mark, to show the endless generations of feet which had passed across it since the Creation or the perpetually polishing mops of the acolytes responsible for maintaining its brilliance.

Dynnys' and Broun's slippered feet made no sound, adding to the illusion that they were, in fact, walking upon air, as they circled to the west side of the cathedral and passed through one of the doorways there into the administrative wings of the Temple. They passed down broad hallways, illuminated by skylights and soaring windows of the same imperishable crystal and decorated with priceless tapestries, paintings, and statuary. The administrative wings, like the cathedral, were the work of divine hands, not of mere mortals, and stood as pristine and perfect as the day they had been created.

Eventually, they reached their destination. The conference chamber's door was flanked by two more Temple Guards, although these carried swords, not halberds, and their cuirasses bore the golden starburst of the Grand Vicar quartered with the Archangel Schueler's sword. They came smartly to attention as the archbishop and his aide passed them without so much as a glance.

Three more prelates and their aides, accompanied by two secretaries and a trio of law masters, awaited them.

"So, here you are, Erayk. At last," one of the other archbishops said dryly as Dynnys and Broun crossed to the conference table.

"I beg your pardon, Zhasyn," Dynnys said with an easy smile. "I was unavoidably delayed, I'm afraid."

"I'm sure." Archbishop Zhasyn Cahnyr snorted. Cahnyr, a lean, sparely built man, was archbishop of Glacierheart, in the Republic of Siddarmark, and while Dynnys' cassock bore the black scepter of the Order of Langhorne on its right breast, Cahnyr's showed the green-trimmed brown grain sheaf of the Order of Sondheim. The two men had known one another for years ... and there was remarkably little love lost between them.

"Now, now, Zhasyn," Urvyn Myllyr, Archbishop of Sodar, chided. Myllyr was built much like Dynnys himself: too well-fleshed to be considered lean, yet not quite heavy enough to be considered fat. He also wore the black scepter of Langhorne, but where Dynnys' graying hair was thinning and had once been golden blond, Myllyr's was a still-thick salt-and-pepper black. "Be nice," he continued now, smiling at Cahnyr. "Some delays truly are unavoidable, you know. Even"—he winked at Dynnys—"Erayk's."

Cahnyr did not appear mollified, but he contented himself with another snort and sat back in his chair.

"Whatever the cause, at least you are here now, Erayk," the third prelate observed, "so let's get started, shall we?"

"Of course, Wyllym," Dynnys replied, not obsequiously, but without the insouciance he'd shown Cahnyr.

Wyllym Rayno, Archbishop of Chiang-wu, was several years younger than Dynnys, and unlike a great many of Mother Church's bishops and archbishops, he had been born in the province which had since become his archbishopric. He was short, dark, and slender, and there was something ... dangerous about him. Not surprisingly, perhaps. While Dynnys, Cahnyr, and Myllyr all wore the white cassocks of their rank, Rayno, as always, wore the habit of a simple monk in the dark purple of the Order of Schueler. The bared sword of the order's patron stood out starkly on the right breast of that dark habit, white and trimmed in orange to proclaim his own archbishop's rank, but its episcopal white was less important than the golden flame of Jwo-jeng superimposed across it. That flame-crowned sword marked him as the Schuelerite Adjutant General, which made him effectively the executive officer of Vicar Zhaspyr Clyntahn, the Grand Inquisitor himself.

As always, the sight of that habit gave Dynnys a slight twinge. Not that he'd ever had any personal quarrel with Rayno. It was more a matter of ...tradition than anything else.

Once upon a time, the rivalry between his own Order of Langhorne and the Schuelerites had been both open and intense, but the struggle for primacy within the Temple had been decided in the Schuelerites' favor generations ago. The Order of Schueler's role as the guardian of doctrinal orthodoxy had given it a powerful advantage, which had been decisively strengthened by the judicious political maneuvering within the Temple's hierarchy which had absorbed the Order of Jwo-jeng into the Schuelerites. These days, the Order of Langhorne stood clearly second within that hierarchy, which made the Schuelerite practice of dressing as humble brothers of their order, regardless of their personal rank in the Church's hierarchy, its own form of arrogance.

Dynnys sat in the armchair awaiting him, Broun perched on the far humbler stool behind his archbishop's chair, and Rayno gestured to one of the law masters.

"Begin," he said.

"Your Eminences," the law master, a monk of Dynnys' own order, said, standing behind the neat piles of legal documents on the table before him, "as you all know, the purpose of the meeting of this committee of the Ecclesiastical Court is to consider a final recommendation on the succession dispute in the earldom of Hanth. We have researched the applicable law, and each of you has received a digest of our findings. We have also summarized the testimony before this committee and the documents submitted to it. As always, we are but the Court's servants. Having provided you with all of the information available to us, we await your pleasure."

He seated himself once more, and Rayno looked around the conference table at his fellow archbishops.

"Is there any need to reconsider any of the points of law which have been raised in the course of these hearings?" he asked. Heads shook silently in reply. "Are there any disputes about the summary of the testimony we've already heard or the documents we've already reviewed?" he continued, and, once again, heads shook. "Very well. Does anyone have anything new to present?"

"If I may, Wyllym?" Cahnyr said, and Rayno nodded for him to continue. The lean archbishop turned to look at Dynnys.

"At our last meeting, you told us you were still awaiting certain documents from Bishop Executor Zherald. Have they arrived?"

"I fear not," Dynnys said, shaking his head gravely.

Zherald Ahdymsyn was officially Dynnys' assistant; in fact, he was the de facto acting archbishop for Dynnys' distant archbishopric and the manager of Dynnys' own vast estates there. Charis was the next best thing to twelve thousand miles from the Temple, and there was no way Dynnys could have personally seen to the pastoral requirements of "his" parishioners and also dealt with all of the other responsibilities which attached to his high office. So, like the vast majority of prelates whose sees lay beyond the continent of Haven or its sister continent, Howard, to the south, he left those pastoral and local administrative duties to his bishop executor. Once a year, despite the hardship involved, Dynnys traveled to Charis for a monthlong pastoral visit; the rest of the year, he relied upon Ahdymsyn. The bishop executor might not be the most brilliant man he'd ever met, but he was dependable and understood the practical realities of Church politics. He was also less greedy than most when it came to siphoning off personal wealth.

"But you did request that he send them?" Cahnyr pressed, and Dynnys allowed an expression of overtried patience to cross his face.

"Of course I did, Zhasyn," he replied. "I dispatched the original request via semaphore to Clahnyr over two months ago, as we all agreed, to be relayed by sea across the Cauldron. Obviously, I couldn't go into a great deal of detail in a semaphore message, but Father Mahtaio sent a more complete request via wyvern the same day, and it reached Clahnyr barely a five-day later. We also notified Sir Hauwerd's man of law here in Zion of our requirements and informed him that we were passing the request along to his client."

"'Two months ago' doesn't leave very much time for any documentation to arrive from so far away. Particularly at this time of year, given the sort of storms they have in the Cauldron every fall," Cahnyr observed in a deliberately neutral tone, and Dynnys showed his fellow prelate his teeth in what might possibly have been called a smile.

"True," he said almost sweetly. "On the other hand, the message was sent over two months ago, which seems more than sufficient time for Zherald to have relayed my request to Sir Hauwerd and for Sir Hauwerd to have responded. And for a dispatch vessel from Charis to cross back to Clahnyr, weather or no weather, with at least a semaphore message to alert us that the documents in question were on their way. In fact, I've exchanged another complete round of messages with Zherald on other topics over the same time frame, so I feel quite sure the dispatch boats are surviving the crossing, despite any autumn gales."


(Continues...)

Excerpted from Off Armageddon Reef by David Weber, Patrick Nielsen Hayden. Copyright © 2007 David Weber. Excerpted by permission of Tom Doherty Associates, LLC.
All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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Table of Contents

Contents

May, Year of God 890,
August, Year of God 890,
September, Year of God 890,
October, Year of God 890,
November, Year of God 890,
February, Year of God 891,
April, Year of God 891,
June, Year of God 891,
July, Year of God 891,
August, Year of God 891,
September, Year of God 891,
October, Year of God 891,
November, Year of God 891,
February, Year of God 892,
March, Year of God 892,
April, Year of God 892,
Characters,
Glossary,
A Note on Safeholdian Timekeeping,
Tor Books by David Weber,
Copyright,

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    Posted October 6, 2006

    A brand new series.

    In the early part of the twenty-fifth century, the Gbaba had succeeded in almost making humanity extinct. Had the Gbaba known that even one human remained, they would have hunted him down and finished their task. In a last desperate move, the people under Admiral Pei gave up their lives to insure that a few human beings slipped away without the Gbaba's knowledge. It was called Operation Ark and was to create a refuge for humanity without the betraying high-tech spoor which might draw Gbaba scout ships to it. The colonists aboard the Ark would sleep for many, many years. ............... The sleeping colonists had volunteered to have false memories of a false life implanted. None of them expected the colony's chief administrator, Langhorne, and the colony's chief psychologist, Bédard, to also program them into believing that Operation Ark's command staff were gods. There were quite a few among the command staff who balked at the notion of people actually worshiping them, mere humans no matter how advanced in technology, but it was too late. The deed had been done. A short revolution ended with the deaths of all the command staff. ............... The colonists led simple lives on the planet they named Safeholden. Invention, progress, change, any advancement at all is strictly forbidden. In orbit, a surveillance system still sweeps the planet, automatically striking anything that emits tech spoors. The colonists believe these rare blasts to be lightning bolts from their god, Langhorne, to keep them in line. Even in death, Langhorne would have won had it not been for Pei Kau-yung and a few select others. Kau-yung's elite few hid a PICA (Personality-Integrated Cybernetic Avatar) deep beneath a mountain. It looked, thought, felt, and basically WAS the human female named Nimue Alban. The biological Nimue had been one of the more brilliant tactical officers the Terran Federation Navy had ever produced. She had been one of the many that sacrificed her life for Operator Ark to succeed. A PICA may not have a heart, but it is identical to a real human, fully functional. This Nimue can eat, sleep, bleed, feel emotions, and more. However, this Nimue can do so many things that a real human could never accomplish. Kau-yung also left Nimue several high-tech gadgets. But nothing that would attract the attention of the orbital surveillance system. This Nimue 'slept' beneath the mountain until Kau-yung's recording 'woke' her up...750 years later. ............ Nimue Alban's task is to undo the mess created by Langhorne and Bédard's extra programming to the colonists. She is to restore the rich, varied heritage to the humanity from whom it had been stolen. And since this Nimue is 98% as real as the biological Nimue, she takes her tasks very seriously indeed. ...................... **** Author David Weber never writes a short novel. This is because he is so descriptive, especially when it comes to weaponry and tactical maneuvers. There is absolutely no way that I can write a clear, concise synopsis of the book without it being over triple the size of this one. However, I believe I managed to give enough so that potential readers can decide whether or not this book is one they wish to purchase. This is the first of a new series by Weber, who has taken the sci-fi community by storm since his first Honor Harrington novel was debuted. And it has created a solid foundation upon which the rest of this series will build upon. Very well done and highly recommended! ****

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  • Posted July 19, 2010

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    David Weber has created an amazing world.

    I loved this book; it was the first David Weber I had read. Needless to say, I've anxiously awaited and read the following books from this series (Safehold). Weber creates believable people and writes strong women quite well. As a professional woman, I am often dismayed and disappointed at how women and/or their thinking patterns are portrayed in novels. Weber however, grasps that women are in fact intelligent, not necessarily who needs to trip or fall down, and capable of great accomplishments. He manages this while not demeaning men at all! Put this together with super sci-fi, detailed world creation and an exciting plot - this book "wowed" me! It started slow (like his other books I've read), but by 1/3 of the way through, I feel I can't put the story down.

    13 out of 14 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 30, 2009

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    What are you waiting for........?

    Stop reading all of these reviews... go out and buy the book. Just go. Now................. are you still here?

    You will LOVE this read! I loved it SO much, I went out and purchased the latest follow-up in HARD COVER.

    David Weber is QUITE the author/story-teller. What I would give for Spielberg to pick this one up for film!

    5 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted October 23, 2010

    Great post-apocalyptic ethical/religious thriller

    I didn't think I would ever use the string of words that I used in the title in quite that way. Weber sets up a great storyline that starts in the future with humanities eminent destruction. The question that he works on answering is how far would you go to save everything?

    This beginning story describes a great account of competing philosophical factions that face off using societal construction as their weapons of choice. All of this is counterbalanced by some of the best action sequences that I've read in a long time. This book is well worth your time and you won't be disappointed.

    4 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 10, 2010

    Great book!! best read since footfall

    Man this book has everything! just couldn't put it down. worth every cent. I won't be giving this one to the local library. It stays in my collection!

    3 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 29, 2009

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    Excellent Si-Fi/Historical Fantasy

    This is an excellent fantasy read. The plot is enthralling and the characters are well-developed and engaging. The pace is fast and the action is exemplary. I highly recommend this book to anyone who likes swashbuckling sci-fi fantasy grounded in western european historical events and embellished with imaginative hi-tech concepts.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted February 23, 2009

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    Great blend of Sci-Fi and history

    Have you ever thought what it might be like to travel back in time with your knowledge of today, what could you "invent" with that knowledge then this is a great book for you.

    I love Sci-Fi, not fantasty, but in this case David Weber has managed to blend a truly science fiction story withing a setting that includes rowed galleons and sword fighting.

    I'm looking for a sequel to continue the story, so David when you read this review (of course you read every review right?), get writing the next one!

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 5, 2014

    Good hard SciFi

    Good setup for a long series of books. Love the detail of the Tech. Lots of personal reasons for the character actions. I like how all the characters are true to their natures. Good in depth on how to set up a multi generation low tech. society.

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    Posted February 21, 2013

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 22, 2012

    Weber does it again!

    Wow I wonder how he comes up with these ideas. Hes a GREAT Sci-fi writer and I have a ton of his books. This is different, a mixture of sci-fi with a wild religeous twist. This series should keep you going long into the night.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 23, 2012

    Weber at his best

    I really did not think Weber could top his wildly popular Honor Harrington series. I was wrong. This series is simply great.

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  • Posted March 16, 2012

    Great Book!

    This is an awesome book. I just wish the maps were easier to read. I like the addition of maps to a story. This series is rich in detail, characters, and plot.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 14, 2012

    Lovin this series.

    Great start of a series. Caught up in with the whole series in 1 month. scifi meets fantasy meets the age of sail and ships of the line. freaking awesome.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 20, 2012

    So Awesome!

    This book has it all: politics, religion, war, diplomacy, espionage supported by a great plot and characters. I could not put this book down. David Weber has written masterpiece. This is the first book in the series and my first book of David Weber. Needless to say, I have bought the second book in the series and will be coming back for more.

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  • Posted February 4, 2011

    A very good start

    I loved this book. And I love this series. Looking forward to its continuatiom!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 21, 2010

    Did not live up to potential

    I desperately wanted to like this book. The plot had a lot of potential, but the execution simply fell short for me. My biggest complaint is that the book is far longer than necessary. There are literally hundreds of pages with little forward momentum. It honestly felt like a never ending cycle of the protagonists doing something new followed by the antagonists wondering what the protagonists were doing. I'm fairly tenacious about completing books I start, but I was so bored that I sat this book aside multiple times to read other, more interesting books.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 25, 2009

    Well done

    Not a huge fan of David Weber, but thought this was very good and finished it in two days. The plot was well done and believable, which is a necessary ingredient in SciFi.

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  • Posted May 2, 2009

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    A fine start to a new universe

    David Weber has created a stirring tale of survival and human freedoms. The characters are exciting and interesting to follow as they go through the intrigue of the courts, the trials of war, and the interesting experience of rediscovering who and what they are. A definite must read.

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  • Posted February 16, 2009

    Good Book, but the jacket blurbs are missleading.

    I love the Idea of the whole Safehold series, and have purchaced the first two.<BR/><Spoiler Alert!!><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>The Idea that technical advancement of the human race will expose them to a even more militeristic race that is even more xenophobic than our own, and tying that to religeon is great.<BR/>My only problem with the two books that I've read so far would have to be with the use of unusual spellings of common names. Though I recognize the "flavor" that this gives to the series, I personally found myself loosing track of characters given the naming conventions in these novels.<BR/>Other than that, I look forward to the resolution of technology, the sources of technology, religeon and the rationelle behind keeping them supressed.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 2, 2008

    A reviewer

    The pace of the book threw me off a bit. In the beginning, we expand centuries, then we slow down into months. Knowing were humankind came from and where it has to go 'back into space'and where it is right now...well this series may take centuries. Don't get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoyed every page. I bought the paperback version and I found myself constantly referring to the charts at the beginning of the book to find out where everyone was coming from...I needed magnifying glasses to figure it out. I loved the naval battles..fanstastic.. Overall, I was hoping for more. More of what I'm not too sure. More technology from Merlin? More knowledge of what's hidden in the temple? Well, I'm off to buy the next in the series. Maybe I'll get the more I was hoping for.

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