Instead of "traditional" cyborgs which might have a robotic eye, limb, or even sub-dermal armor, the world presented by this book has taken AI and cybernetics to their logical conclusion: mental and consciousness augmentation. If I'm extrapolating into the future, this world is what you get when you avoid humanity being replaced by automation and AI by merging man and machine, but not in a ham-fisted way. … ( more)įirst off, let me say that I am absolutely enamored with the worldbuilding and setting as there really aren't too many books which really get that post-human transcendence feel right.
Kidnappers, slavers, pirates and yakuza - no matter where I go, trouble always seems to find me.Good thing I'm not as helpless as I look. Hoping to survive all the awful things that can happen to a girl on her own in space. What would they do, if they realized the Adjustments that were supposed to make me a meek little herd animal didn't do anything?Then I messed up, and gave myself away.Now I'm on the run, hoping against hope that the Matrons won't try too hard to find me. Even as a kid I knew not to trust the Matrons. I learned fast to downplay my abilities, keep my mouth shut and try to blend in. It all seemed perfectly natural at the time.There were other kids with mods at the orphanage, but nothing like that. Forty meters off the ground, watching ships thirty thousand kilometers overhead, with senses that could pick out radar pings and comm chatter as easily as the ships themselves. Good thing I’m not as helpless as I look.My name is Alice Long, and I've always known I was different.When I was little I used to climb up to the highest branches of the housetree at night, and watch the starships docking at the orbital stations high above. Kidnappers, slavers, pirates and yakuza - no matter where I go, trouble always seems to find me. Now I’m on the run, hoping against hope that the Matrons won’t try too hard to find me.
What would they do, if they realized the Adjustments that were supposed to make me a meek little herd animal didn’t do anything? Then I messed up, and gave myself away. There were other kids with mods at the orphanage, but nothing like that.
It all seemed perfectly natural at the time. When I was little I used to climb up to the highest branches of the housetree at night, and watch the starships docking at the orbital stations high above. My name is Alice Long, and I’ve always known I was different.
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