DRINKING SAPPHIRE WINE (Special Edition)Four-BEE was an Utopian city. If you didn't mind being taken care of all your long long life, having a wild time as a “jang" teenager, able to do anything you wanted from killing yourself innumerable times, changing bodies, changing sex, and raising perpetual hell, it could be heaven. But for one inhabitant there was always something askew. He/she had tried everything and yet the taste always soured. And then he/she succeeded in committing the one illegal act—and was thrown out of heaven forever. But forever is not a term any native of that robotic utopia understood. And so he/she challenged the rules, declared independence, and set out to prove that a human was still smarter than the cleverest and most protective robot... You don’t need to have read Tanith Lee's DON’T BITE THE SUN, which set the original scene, to find DRINKING SAPPHIRE WINE of the same high merit that distinguished this author’s THE BIRTHGRAVE. |
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... going to knock you straight through that wall.” Hergal looked at me in grave wonderment. “All right.” he complied, and said it. He didn't look surprised, either, when I got up and did exactly what I'd promised I'd do. Maybe he was only ...
... . Death, death everywhere, death in this society where no one dies.... “I wonder what sex Danor is going to be for the homecoming,” said Hergal, looking at me obliquely through his apricot lashes. “Female,” I said. “Yes, she did stick.
... going to meet her?” “Kley,” I said, “right now I'm on my way to the History Tower.” “Oh no,” she said, “you're coming with me. I've been reading the latest Jang love manual, the Purple Summit. You're going to many me for the afternoon ...
... going up and down. And once an Older Person, female and disapproving, came marching in to look up the origins of some committee motto for a treatise she was writing—or said she was. I wasn't in my poetic body then, and she scowled at me ...
... Going to faint at Danor's feet, are you?” Yes, someone would always dig that up. “That shouldn't be necessary,” I said. “Well, come on,” she vociferated. Her finger-long nails flashed in the sunset. “The whole circle's going to the lock ...