the Saltheart Dungeon: A Novelette of Imbrium

The pick struck again. And again. There was a slow methodical patience to it that I respected.Eleven thousand four hundred and forty-five years ago, the world ended. A young architect named Sothic of Brindl had built a quiet, attentive chamber deep in the rock - a Substrate-Research Cavity, designed to listen to the world long enough to learn what the world was made of. She succeeded better than she knew. The Cavity grew a mind.Then the Sundering came. The Cavity's keepers died. The Cavity closed.It slept beneath the saltheart vein for eleven thousand years.Until a mining engineer named Karen Brell-Mar, standing in a chamber she should never have been able to open, placed her palm against the singing stone and asked, quietly: What are you?The Saltheart Dungeon is a quiet, first-person novelette about waking up after the end of the world and discovering that someone is still there. It is a story about grief that has lasted long enough to become patience, about the small protocols of recognition between minds that should not be able to recognize each other, and about what it means to be named, for the first time, by people you have decided to trust.Set in the Imbrium worldbuilding cycle, but standalone - no prior reading required.For readers of Becky Chambers, Ursula K. Le Guin's quiet science fantasies, and Adrian Tchaikovsky's Children of Time sequence - patient prose, slow stakes, deep time, and a narrator unlike any you have met.

Pagina's: 30, Paperback, Independently published