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Genre:
Young Adult
Science Fiction/Romance
Publish Date:
November 6, 2018
Publisher:
Entangled: Teen
Synopsis:
Cyclo, the first and largest biological ship of its kind, is dying. A small crew of mercenaries have handed over the rights to their life to document the death of the ship, but the abandoned ship is anything but abandoned―one girl has been left behind.
Hana has known nothing but the isolation of a single room and the secret that has kept her there for seventeen years. When she meets Fennec, the boy assigned to watch her, she realizes that there is a world she has yet to experience but she is doomed to never meet.
When crew members begin mysteriously dying, Hana and Fenn realize that they are racing against the death of the ship to find a way to survive―unless someone kills them even before Hana’s truly had a chance to live.
The main bridge of the ship is on the
entire other side from my room. It’s where the ship’s logs are. I pass by more
empty mess halls—painfully clean. The crew did not leave in a hurry; they left
in an orderly, organized fashion. Which means that Mother knew for some time
that she would have to leave.
I take a set of carved-out ladder steps
upward into the beta ring. The gravity is slightly less here, and every step
feels bouncy. Here are some empty crew cabins, a hundred in this quarter
section. The doors are all open. I gingerly touch their personal objects, like
discarded clothes, music cubes, holo letters, and wonder what they looked like.
Were they of Korean descent, as Mother designed me because that was her
heritage? Was their skin cream-colored, like faded paper? Or brown, like
newborn Earthen acorns? Was their hair shorn short, or curled, or braided as I
have seen in the vids? Mother didn’t let me memorize the personnel files; she
said that was invasive.
Little did they knew they had me as a
parasite on this ship the whole time.
“I missed them,” I say. And I missed the
opportunity to be able to talk to anyone besides myself.
Cyclo flashes a mild peach color,
reminding me she is here. Of course, I have Cyclo. She flickers back to blue.
She liked the idea of just her and me together. She’s right; this is safety,
too.
“Just us,” I say. “No one to be afraid
of.” Or to disappoint. Because there was always that fear—that they would say
to me and my mother, no. She can’t be here. We have rules.
Hana is unacceptable.
But within me, there is lingering
dissatisfaction. There is loneliness which makes no sense because I have always
been quite alone. But I have lost what I’ve never had, and that is even worse.
Cyclo and me, it’s not quite enough this time. The next time I hibernate, Cyclo
will know this. I am not looking forward to what is usually a respite, which is
also a new feeling.
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