"Sean Williams - Metak Fatigue" - читать интересную книгу автора (Williams Sean)HarperCollinsPublishers
First published in Australia in 1996 by HarperCollinsPublishers Pty Limited ACN 009 913 517 A member of the HarperCollinsPublishers (Australia) Pry Limited Group Copyright (D Sean Williams 1996 This book is copyright. Apart from any fair dealing for the purposes of private study, research, criticism or review, as permitted under the Copyright Act, no part may be reproduced by any process without written permission. Inquiries should be addressed to the publishers. HarperCoffinsPublishers 25 Ryde Road, Pymble, Sydney NSW 2073, Australia 31 View Road, Glenfield, Auckland 10, New Zealand 77-85 Fulham Palace Road, London W6 SIB, United Kingdom Hazelton Lanes, 55 Avenue Road, Suite 2900, Toronto, Ontario M5R 3L2 and 1995 Markham Road, Scarborough, Ontario M I B 5M8, Canada 10 East 53rd Street, New York NY 10032, USA National Library of Australia Cataloguing-in-publication data: Williams, Sean, 1967 Metal fatigue. ISBN 0 7322 5633 X. 1. Title. A823.3 Cover illustration by Greg Bridges Cover design by Darian Causby Printed in Australia by Griffin Paperbacks, Adelaide 7654321 99989796 "Each culture casts its own shadow, a shadow which is technological civilisation casts is that of Lilith, 'the maid of desolation' who dances in the ruins of cities. Now that we have made a single polluted city of the entire world, she is preparing to dance in the ruins of our planetary megalopolis." William Irwin Thompson The Time Falling Bodies Take To Light In memoriam Harold Alwin Schiller 1903-1983 David John Williams 1942-1995 The author would like to thank the following people for their help during the preparation of this novel: Bill Congreve, Shane Dix, Bill Gee, Jeff Harris, Phillip & Jo Knowles, Kelly Manison, Peter McNamara, Sputnik, Nick Stathopoulos, Jonathan Strahan, Louise Thurtell, Damien Warman and Juliette Woods. Some sections of this novel are loosely based on the short story "Robbery, Assault and Battery", published in Nemesis'#17 (March, 1992). PART ONE: THOU SHALT NOT STEAL PRELUDE Friday, 14 September, 2 096, 11:1 S P.m. "I am Lucifer," said the voice. He woke with a start, and opened his eyes. The room was lit by second-hand streetlight, an indistinct, yellow haze which spilled through the curtains and lapped at the damp-stained walls. The curfew had not yet fallen, which placed the time at before twelve o'clock; still, the faint electric light was |
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