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238 pages, young adult, science fiction
Seven hundred years ago, disaster forced humanity to abandon Earth. Life on the colony ship New Edinburgh is all sixteen-year-old Lilliane, the best programmer in her year at the Institute, has ever known.
A week ago, Lilliane woke up in a life-pod. Its destination? Earth itself. Because it’s time to rebuild. It’s up to Lilliane and the four other survivors of the New Edinburgh to reclaim humanity’s ancestral home.
Today, the life pod arrived at Lady Diana–the lunar holding station that was once the luxury holiday destination for Earth’s super-rich. It’s supposed to be a good place. A safe place.
Today, Lady Di is a battlefield. Because while Lilliane and her friends thought they they were the only humans left, somebody else got to Lady Di first.
And he will stop at nothing to keep Lilliane from ever getting to Earth.
“Lilliane opened her eyes and found her world expanded. The frame of black that encircled her field of vision was gone. Restrictive bands from wearing the oxygen mask for most her life.
If the bands are gone, that must mean….
She held her breath as her fingers fluttered up to her face. No mask. Her fingertips touched nothing but bare skin. Lilliane carefully took a deep breath. No pain. Neither tightness in her chest nor encroaching darkness, the harbinger of suffocation.
This can’t be the New Edinburgh. Where am I?
Quelling the spurt of panic in her belly, Lilliane rose from the unyielding metallic surface that had been serving as her bed. She could hardly dare to believe she was free to take deep breaths. On the New Edinburgh, her home Ark, oxygen was a rare, valued commodity. Deep breaths were rationed, reserved for special occasions, like birthdays, weddings, and new births. Especially new births.
If my mask is off, then that means—
She looked around the room wildly, searching for a reflective surface. Lilliane had not seen her face, just her face, since the mask was fitted when she turned six. She might be on a strange ship. She might even be dead and in the Heaven that the crazy old coots in weird robes wheezed about all the time. At that moment, Lilliane did not care. She was sixteen, and she wanted to know what she looked like.
Without the ugly mask.”
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