Once upon a time there was a boy named David, who slew a terrible foe…
David Birkenhead might have been only twelve years old, but his entire life was already laid out for him. First his father was supposed to teach him how to run a starship's engine room. Then, when the time came, he'd take over the job himself. This was the way of things for slavebunnies like David; luxuries like career-choices were reserved for humans only. Not that David was complaining-- compared to the farmbunnies or domestic-servant rabbits, he had it made. There was even a pretty doe waiting for him in the wings.
Then the ships of the Boyen Emperor arrived on David's homeworld and nothing could ever be the same again. Great Houses of Nobility would contest for power, kingdoms would teeter on the edge of oblivion…
…and out of the resulting vortex young David would bring peace and justice to a thousand worlds.
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Good author, I will read more of his books!
A good solid bit of space-opera, well worth reading. I have two quibbles. First, the book could have used a bit of editorial polish; there are some grammatical and punctuation errors, and a homophone or two (hanger/hangar, for instance). My own published work has a few, so I can't complain too much! Second, our narrator is an anthropomorphic creature, a human/rabbit hybrid, and I feel this fact isn't used to its fullest potential. The primary reason for this created being to exist is as part of a race of genetically-created slaves; at this point in this multi-book series (seven, I think?), little is made of the rabbit's experience outside of this fact. On a very few occasions, the narrator speaks of special concerns regarding his fur, or perhaps his ears, or even his powerful hind legs (good for pushing off of a ship's hull in zero-gee, to navigate to another ship nearby); apart from this, there's as yet no reason for this hybrid being to exist. Humans have been known to enslave other humans, in a pinch. I must admit to a particular prejudice here, since I am an author of a great many "furry" stories, and the point is an important one to me. However, please note that I'm still awarding four of five stars for a good, well-told story. I suspect I'll be reading the rest of the series, so I'll get to see young David Birkenead develop into quite the lapine formidable.