Maybe anyone could see this coming. After all, how long can a population stand its subjugation? We divided the world between those who could afford to enhance their genes and those left to push around in the mud with what they got from nature and chance. It started with subtle rebellion and ended in a guerrilla war that brought down the pillar of civilization. Then, there emerged a boy among the ranks of the privileged who bridged the spaces between different worlds. He was more surprised than anyone to find himself possessed of the duty to raise them from the ashes.
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About the Author
Peter Sargent's ancestors were lamplighters, steam train engineers, architects, firemen and preachers. He has a sense for the timbre and color of urban life and industry, coupled with a taste for philosophy and its questions of human destiny. With a classical training in mathematics, Peter spends most his career writing radar processing software. His fiction, mostly of the speculative variety, is the passion of his nights and weekends. A native of Greater Boston, Peter still resides in Massachusetts with his family.