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基本信息·出版社：Tor Books
·页码：320 页
·出版日期：2007年04月
·ISBN：076531648X
·International Standard Book Number：076531648X
·条形码：9780765316486
·EAN：9780765316486
·版本：1st
·装帧：精装
·正文语种：英语
·丛书名：The Chronicles of Chaos
内容简介 Titans of Chaos completes John Wright's The Chronicles of Chaos. Launched in
Orphans of Chaos--a Nebula Award Nominee for best novel in 2006, and a
Locus Year’s Best Novel pick for 2005--and continued in
Fugitives of Chaos, the trilogy is about five orphans raised in a strict British boarding school who discovered that they are not human.
The students have been kidnapped, robbed of their powers, and raised in ignorance by super-beings. The five have made incredible discoveries about themselves. Amelia is apparently a fourth-dimensional being; Victor is a synthetic man who can control the molecular arrangement of matter; Vanity can find secret passageways through solid walls; Colin is a psychic; Quentin is a warlock. Each power comes from a different paradigm or view of the universe. They have learned to control their strange abilities and have escaped into our world: now their true battle for survival begins.
The Chronicles of Chaos is situated in the literary territory of J. K. Rowling’s Harry Potter books, and Neil Gaiman’s
American Gods, with some of the flash and dazzle of superhero comics.
作者简介 John C. Wright, an attorney turned SF and fantasy writer, has published short fiction in
Asimov's SF and elsewhere. This is his second fantasy series, after
Everness and the SF trilogy, The Golden Age.
媒体推荐 Praise for
Orphans of Chaos, Nebula Nominee 2005, A
Locus Year’s Best 2005
“I don’t know if John Wright’s intent for
Orphans of Chaos was to write a Harry Potter for grownups. But that’s what he’s accomplished. . . .highly enjoyable.” --SFsite
“An exciting, unusual, and very satisfying ride through the author’s imagination, and the results are certainly going to make Wright even more of a hot property. If it wasn’t as well written as it is, it would still be a nice antidote to the generic fantasy that lurks behind most new covers lately, and it’s a lot more than that as well.” --
Chronicle “In the first installment of the Chronicle of Chaos series, common associations of high school with prison prove spectacularly well founded. . .Wright’s growing fandom will revel in his overlapping frames of reference.” --
Booklist “Wright has written a modern-day fantasy that borrows from many traditions and mythologies and has the feel of an epic. A solid selection for most libraries.” –
Library Journal “Formidably erudite, a stylist capable of moving prose poetry and hilarious rodomontade and many measures between, a master of exceedingly complex plotting, and astonishingly fecund with ideas. These qualities are abundantly present in
Orphans of Chaos. . . . Orphans is thus an excellent book, a splendid exercise in high-concept metaphysical romance.” --
Locus “Start of a complex mythology-based series from the author of the astonishing far-future Golden Age trilogy . . . . Fascinatingly, dazzlingly, almost pointlessly erudite fantasy that trends inexorably toward science fiction; addicts will pounce.” –
Kirkus, starred review
“Wright’s myth-infused fantasy looks like something older Harry Potter fans might enjoy with its creaky British boarding school setting and its five ageless orphans—Colin, Quentin, Victor, Vanity, and Amelia each with a supernatural gift. . . . Those who like sophisticated fantasy with a mild erotic charge will be most rewarded.” –
Publishers Weekly 文摘 Chapter One Ships of Sable, Dark and Swift 1. It was our fault. We fled the old gods; fleeing, we drew our pursuers after us, so that the frail and mortal men we hid among were in the shadow of destruction meant for us, to be whelmed by the fury of heaven, and malice of the deep. Here was the great luxury liner Queen Elizabeth II, an engineering marvel of seventy thousand tons and nine hundred sixty feet, as wealthy as a palace afloat, more opulent than what antique kings in Nineveh lavished on their splendors. For many idle days we five children lolled among the passengers, giddy with freedom as if with wine, and the equatorial sun hovered, weightless gold, above calm, blue Atlantic waves. That was then. Now it was night, and the stars hid, and the wind howled, and trumpets sounded, echoing across the black abyss of storm-lashed waters. Clouds like boiling floodwaters fell past overhead, and waves like thunderclouds rose and trembled and collapsed down below. The gods we fled did not want men to see them. The Queen Elizabeth II was struck with slumber: As if that archangel who had entranced Adam on the day when Eve was born without pain from his side had shaken dark wings above the ship, the mortals were drowned in oblivion. No one, young or old, could stir, but lay where chance tumbled him, in cabins or passageways, or heaped at the bottom of ladders. No one human. I was alert, gripping the broken rail and staring out into the utter darkness. 2. “Why did you two come back?” I shouted. “I ordered you to abandon ship! We will all die if we don’t follow orders. My orders! Didn’t you vote for me as leader?” I have heard that there are grown-ups who do not take seriously the ideas about voting, obeying authority, or acting with purpose and discipline
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