Isbn: 9798255315468 - the leaf of the void: a novel (7 resultados)

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Paperback. Condición: new. Paperback. A boy plucks a leaf from a jungle floor in Thailand because a dragonfly is sitting on it and it is beautiful. He is twelve. He doesn't hesitate. Twenty years later, dragonflies are extinct. The leaf sits in a glass jar on a shelf in his Bangkok apartment. And when Aran touches it at 2:47 AM on a night he can't sleep, the world disappears. He wakes in the void - a grey emptiness where sound stops, time pools, and the only landmarks are black pyramids humming with the frequency of something ancient thinking very slowly. There is no way back. There is no one else. There is only the slow discovery that in this place, consciousness is reality - what you believe with absolute conviction becomes real. The cost is everything you are. Over a thousand years of solitude, Aran learns to dream worlds into existence. Light costs him the memory of sunlight. A forest costs him the day he got married. People cost him the ability to feel surprise, then anger, then wonder. By the time he builds his masterwork - a perfect Thai morning, complete with his grandfather's house, his wife, his eight-year-old son, tamarind trees, birdsong, the smell of sticky rice steaming in banana leaves - he has forgotten enough of himself that the paradise was built for a man who barely exists. But the people inside the dream don't know they're dreamed. His wife notices the orchid roots stop at the soil line. His grandfather wonders why every mango tastes the same. His son talks to dragonflies and asks them if they're real. Then the sky tears open. Three strangers fall through - refugees from other voids, fleeing something that has been arriving since before arriving had a name. They call it the Highjacker. It is not cruel. It is hungry. It was born from the accumulated grief of every consciousness ever trapped in the void, and it wants the one thing it has never had: a real life. Aran's sanctuary is the first dream perfect enough to give it one. Inside the dream, Aran is god. Outside it, he is prey. And the people he loves - the wife who is becoming more than he remembers, the son who is more powerful than he knows, the grandfather whose wisdom was installed and not earned - are caught between a creator who can't forgive himself and a darkness that just wants to exist. The Leaf of the Void is a novel about building mornings in the dark. About the cost of creation and the things we owe what we create. About a man who chose his happy place without a second thought, whatever the price - and a family that became real enough to choose back. "Some mistakes are more costly. Some sorries are more valuable than the destruction of the world." This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.…

Taschenbuch. Condición: Neu. Neuware - A boy plucks a leaf from a jungle floor in Thailand because a dragonfly is sitting on it and it is beautiful. He is twelve. He doesn't hesitate. Twenty years later, dragonflies are extinct. The leaf sits in a glass jar on a shelf in his Bangkok apartment. And when Aran touches it at 2:47 AM on a night he can't sleep, the world disappears. He wakes in the void - a grey emptiness where sound stops, time pools, and the only landmarks are black pyramids humming with the frequency of something ancient thinking very slowly. There is no way back. There is no one else. There is only the slow discovery that in this place, consciousness is reality - what you believe with absolute conviction becomes real. The cost is everything you are. Over a thousand years of solitude, Aran learns to dream worlds into existence. Light costs him the memory of sunlight. A forest costs him the day he got married. People cost him the ability to feel surprise, then anger, then wonder. By the time he builds his masterwork - a perfect Thai morning, complete with his grandfather's house, his wife, his eight-year-old son, tamarind trees, birdsong, the smell of sticky rice steaming in banana leaves - he has forgotten enough of himself that the paradise was built for a man who barely exists. But the people inside the dream don't know they're dreamed. His wife notices the orchid roots stop at the soil line. His grandfather wonders why every mango tastes the same. His son talks to dragonflies and asks them if they're real. Then the sky tears open. Three strangers fall through - refugees from other voids, fleeing something that has been arriving since before arriving had a name. They call it the Highjacker. It is not cruel. It is hungry. It was born from the accumulated grief of every consciousness ever trapped in the void, and it wants the one thing it has never had: a real life. Aran's sanctuary is the first dream perfect enough to give it one. Inside the dream, Aran is god. Outside it, he is prey. And the people he loves - the wife who is becoming more than he remembers, the son who is more powerful than he knows, the grandfather whose wisdom was installed and not earned - are caught between a creator who can't forgive himself and a darkness that just wants to exist. The Leaf of the Void is a novel about building mornings in the dark. About the cost of creation and the things we owe what we create. About a man who chose his happy place without a second thought, whatever the price - and a family that became real enough to choose back. 'Some mistakes are more costly. Some sorries are more valuable than the destruction of the world.'.…

Paperback. Condición: new. Paperback. A boy plucks a leaf from a jungle floor in Thailand because a dragonfly is sitting on it and it is beautiful. He is twelve. He doesn't hesitate. Twenty years later, dragonflies are extinct. The leaf sits in a glass jar on a shelf in his Bangkok apartment. And when Aran touches it at 2:47 AM on a night he can't sleep, the world disappears. He wakes in the void - a grey emptiness where sound stops, time pools, and the only landmarks are black pyramids humming with the frequency of something ancient thinking very slowly. There is no way back. There is no one else. There is only the slow discovery that in this place, consciousness is reality - what you believe with absolute conviction becomes real. The cost is everything you are. Over a thousand years of solitude, Aran learns to dream worlds into existence. Light costs him the memory of sunlight. A forest costs him the day he got married. People cost him the ability to feel surprise, then anger, then wonder. By the time he builds his masterwork - a perfect Thai morning, complete with his grandfather's house, his wife, his eight-year-old son, tamarind trees, birdsong, the smell of sticky rice steaming in banana leaves - he has forgotten enough of himself that the paradise was built for a man who barely exists. But the people inside the dream don't know they're dreamed. His wife notices the orchid roots stop at the soil line. His grandfather wonders why every mango tastes the same. His son talks to dragonflies and asks them if they're real. Then the sky tears open. Three strangers fall through - refugees from other voids, fleeing something that has been arriving since before arriving had a name. They call it the Highjacker. It is not cruel. It is hungry. It was born from the accumulated grief of every consciousness ever trapped in the void, and it wants the one thing it has never had: a real life. Aran's sanctuary is the first dream perfect enough to give it one. Inside the dream, Aran is god. Outside it, he is prey. And the people he loves - the wife who is becoming more than he remembers, the son who is more powerful than he knows, the grandfather whose wisdom was installed and not earned - are caught between a creator who can't forgive himself and a darkness that just wants to exist. The Leaf of the Void is a novel about building mornings in the dark. About the cost of creation and the things we owe what we create. About a man who chose his happy place without a second thought, whatever the price - and a family that became real enough to choose back. "Some mistakes are more costly. Some sorries are more valuable than the destruction of the world." This item is printed on demand. Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability.…