Joan D. Vinge - Summer Queen

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The Summer Queen [071-142-066-4.6]

By: Joan D. Vinge

Category: Fiction Science Fiction

Synopsis:

Volume 3 in the Snow Queen Cycle The long-awaited sequel to Vinge's

enormous The Snow Queen (1980), an interstellar tug-of-war between the

far-from-benevolent Hegemony and the backward-but-indispensable planet

Tiamat. It is now Summer on Tiamat; the Hegemony has withdrawn, leaving

the planet in the hands of the Snow Queen's clone, Moon. Numerous--too

numerous--subplots get underway. Moon's former lover, BZ Gundhalinu,

will be sent to World's End, where a wrecked Old Empire ship has spilled

semi-sentient stardrive plasma; if Gundhalinu can control the plasma,

faster-than-light travel will again be possible, ending Tiamat's

periodic isolation. Elsewhere, Reede Kullervo, a researcher with a

rebuilt brain, addicted to his own supercharging designer drug, will be

ordered by the leader of the supercriminal Brotherhood to seek the

immortality elixir whose only source is Tiamat. Meanwhile, Moon

struggles to control Tiamat's rebellious factions, knowing that the

planet's intelligent sea-dwelling mers'' are the source of the elixir,

and that the ancient computer that links the galaxy's clairvoyant sibyls

in an information network lies buried under Tiamat's chief city,

Carbuncle; she dares not permit the Hegemony to control either the sibyl

network or the elixir. Pledged to forever end offworld exploitation and

save the mers, the Lady of Tiamat, also known as Moon Dawntreader, finds

her job made difficult by Summer tribes and the treacherous Winters.

Last printing: 09/03/02

`>332' ISBN: 0-5707-103-7157-1

ALSO BY JOAN D. VINGE

The Snow Queen

Heaven Chronicles

Catspaw

World's End

Psion

Phoenix in the Ashes

Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome

(film novelization)

JOAN D. VINGE

WarNER BOOKS

A Time Warner Company

Warner Books, Inc., 666 Fifth Avenue, New York, NY 10103

A Time Warner Company

Printed in the United States of America

Book design by Giorgetta Bell McRee

To the Mother of Us All

To my mother

And to my children

I owe many thanks to many people for their help in making this

book a reality, after so long. In particular, I would like to thank

Michall Jeffers and John Warner, for bringing Hamlet's Mill to

my attention; Giorgio de Santillana and Hertha von Dechend,

authors of Hamlet's Mill; Barbara Luedtke; Jim Frenkel;

Vernor Vinge; Brian Thomsen; the Clarion West class of '88;

Deborah Kahn Cunningham; Lolly Boyer; Steve and Julia

Sabbagh; Merrilee Heifetz; and Richard Plantagenet, King of

England, who may be the most misunderstood man in history.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

The following names of characters and places are pronounced as shown:

Ananke (Uh-NONkee)

Arienrhod (AIRY-en-rode)

Danaquil Lu (DAN-uh-keel LOO)

Gundhalinu (Gun-dahLEEnoo)

Jerusha PalaThion (Jer-OO-shuh PAL-uhTHY-un)

Kedalion Niburu (Keh-DAY-lee-un Nih-BUR-oo)

Kharemough (KAREuhmoff)

Kharemoughi (KAREuhMAWG-ee)

Kullervo (KulLAIRvoh)

Miroe Ngenet (MIR-row EngEN-it)

Mundilfoere (MUNdil-fair)

Sandhi (SAHNdee)

Tiamat (TEE-uhmaht)

Tuo Ne'el (TOO-oh NEEL)

Vhanu (VAHnoo)

'Do

'You know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember

'NothinG?'

I remember

Those are pearls that were his eyes.

'Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?'

--T. S. Eliot

There's someone in my head, but it's not me.

--Pink Floyd

The mills of gods grind slowly, and the result is usually pain.

--Georgio de Santillana and

Hertha von Oechend

PART I: THE CHANGE

Do you dare

Disturb the universe?

In a minute there is time

For decisions and revisions which a minute

will reverse.

--T. S. Eliot

TIAMAT: The Windwards

The hand released the bright ribbon of scarf, and it fluttered down. A hundred

eager

voices made one voice as the cluster of young girls exploded down the shining

strand

of beach.

Clavally Bluestone Summer sat watching on the cliff high above, feeling the

sea

wind against her face, feeling it sweep back her long, dark hair. Smiling, she

closed

her eyes and imagined that it was the wind of motion, that she was running

with the

others down below. She had run when she was a girl in races like this one, on

many islands across the Summer seas; hoping to be the winner, to be the Sea

Mother's Chosen for the three days of the clan festival, garlanded with

necklaces of

clattering polished shells, fed the best and the sweetest of foods, given new

clothes,

honored by the elders, flirted with by all the young men. . . .

Her smile turned wistful; she fingered the trefoil pendant that gleamed in the

sunlight against the laces of her loose homespun shirt. It had been a long

time since

she had run in one of those races. She had been a sibyl for nearly half her

life now. How was it possible . . . ? She opened her eyes, filling them with

the endless

bluegreen of sea and sky, ever-changing and yet ever constant; the mottled

clouds,

the shimmering ephemera of rainbows from a distant squall. The Twins smiled

down

on their gathering today, warming her shoulders with luxuriant heat. Spring

was in

the air, making her remember with longing her body's own springtime.

She glanced over her shoulder at the sound of footsteps. Her smile widened as

she saw her husband making his way up the path with a basket of fish cakes and

bread, a jug of beer in his other hand. She saw the gray-shot brown of his

braided

hair, his own trefoil gleaming in the sunlight.

Her smile faded as she watched him struggle up the steep hill. The stiffness

his joints was getting worse every year--too many years spent in drafty stone

rooms,

or making cold, wet crossings from island to island for weeks at a time.

Danaquil Lu

was a Winter; he had not been bred to the hard life of a Summer, and his body

rebelled against it. But he rarely spoke any word of complaint or regret,

because he

belonged here, where he was free to live his life as a sibyl . . . and because

his

heart belonged to her.

The weather was warming; the Summer Star was brightening in their sky,

Summer had come into its own. Perhaps the warmer days would ease his pain. Her

smile came back as she saw his eyes, bright and bluegreen like the sea,

smiling up

at her.

He sat down with the basket of food, trying not to grimace. She put an arm

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