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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... hours of sunlight, and say: “Are you sure?” Meanwhile, Zirk, when a sandrabbit, timorously appeared at the tables of restaurants where I was eating, or on the surface of water-skating pools, and whispered flutteringly: “Why, attlevey ...
... hour—yet just as if he meant it. ... To me, now, that event was somehow the beginning of what happened to me, all those things that happened to me back there, twelve vreks in my own past. My fight against the world, the biting and ...
... hour of night or day. She inquired instead if the swan could have some syntho fruit juice. I acquiesced with mixed feelings. We sat together in the garden by the pool under the huge artificial stars of Four BEE—Danor, the swan, and I ...
... was smoking about in the grottoes and groves. As I approached the west comer, however, I began to hear the hubbub. I won't say my heart sank. It had been fairly sunk for hours, what with the depression that had set in at the.
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