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Chapters (65)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. Chapter One
  5. Ten Years Later…
  6. Chapter Two
  7. Chapter Three
  8. Fin
  9. Chapter Four
  10. Chapter Five
  11. Salvo
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Chapter Seven
  14. Shell
  15. Fin
  16. Chapter Eight
  17. Chapter Nine
  18. Chapter Ten
  19. Chapter Eleven
  20. Chapter Twelve
  21. Chapter Thirteen
  22. Beko
  23. Chapter Fourteen
  24. Chapter Fifteen
  25. Chapter Sixteen
  26. Chapter Seventeen
  27. Chapter Eighteen
  28. Awe
  29. Chapter Nineteen
  30. Chapter Twenty
  31. Chapter Twenty-one
  32. Chapter Twenty-two
  33. Chapter Twenty-three
  34. Chapter Twenty-four
  35. Chapter Twenty-five
  36. Chapter Twenty-six
  37. Chapter Twenty-seven
  38. Chapter Twenty-eight
  39. Chapter Twenty-nine
  40. Chapter Thirty
  41. Chapter Thirty-one
  42. Chapter Thirty-two
  43. Chapter Thirty-three
  44. Chapter Thirty-four
  45. Chapter Thirty-five
  46. Chapter Thirty-six
  47. Chapter Thirty-seven
  48. Chapter Thirty-eight
  49. Chapter Thirty-nine
  50. Shell
  51. Chapter Forty
  52. Chapter Forty-one
  53. Chapter Forty-two
  54. Chapter Forty-three
  55. Chapter Forty-four
  56. Chapter Forty-five
  57. Chapter Forty-six
  58. Chapter Forty-seven
  59. Afterword
  60. Acknowledgements
  61. Discover More
  62. extras
  63. meet the author
  64. A Preview of "Nophek Gloss"
  65. By Tade Thompson

Children sobbed. Consoling parents hissed in the darkness. Leta remained deathly silent in Caiden’s firm grasp, but tremors crashed in her body, nervous system rebelling. He drew her closer.

“Be still, hon.” His mother’s voice quavered.

She covered his ears with clammy hands and muffled the deafening roar to a thick howl. The rumble infiltrated his bones, deeper-toned than he’d thought any machine could sound.

Are we going up into that fire-sky, or into the ground, where the livestock went?

The inside of machines usually comforted him. There was safety in their hard shell, and no question to their functioning, but this one stank of tangy fear, had no direction, and his mother’s shaking leached into his back as he curled around Leta’s trembling in front. He buried his nose in a greasy sleeve and inhaled, tasting the fumes of the gray. His mother’s hands over his ears thankfully deadened the sobs.

“Soon,” she cooed. “I’m sure we’ll be there soon.”

By Tade Thompson

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