But as to how the trees know when to hold themselves back, I don’t know. Others think it’s to prevent the spread of disease. Yet somehow, in the absence of contact, they knew exactly where to stop growing outward so that they might give their neighbors space to thrive. On the contrary, every tree was lush and full, bursting with green life. It wasn’t that the trees were unhealthy or their foliage sparse. The effect reminded Dex of puzzle pieces laid out on the table, each in their own place yet still unconnected. It was as though someone had taken an eraser and run it cleanly through the canopy, transforming each tree into its own small island contained within a definitive border of blue sky. They hope to find the answers they seek, while making new friends, learning new concepts, and experiencing the entropic nature of the universe.īecky Chambers’s new series continues to ask: in a world where people have what they want, does having more even matter?ĭespite their number and close proximity, none of the treetops were touching each other. A Prayer for the Crown-Shy is a story of kindness and love from one of the foremost practitioners of hopeful SF.Īfter touring the rural areas of Panga, Sibling Dex (a Tea Monk of some renown) and Mosscap (a robot sent on a quest to determine what humanity really needs) turn their attention to the villages and cities of the little moon they call home.
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