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Hyperion

A stunning tour de force filled with transcendent awe and wonder, Hyperion is a masterwork of science fiction that resonates with excitement and invention, the first volume in a remarkable epic by the multiple-award-winning author of The Hollow Man.

On the world called Hyperion, beyond the reach of galactic law, waits a creature called the Shrike. There are those who worship it. There are those who fear it. And there are those who have vowed to destroy it. In the Valley of the Time Tombs, where huge, brooding structures move backward through time, the Shrike waits for them all.

On the eve of Armageddon, with the entire galaxy at war, seven pilgrims set forth on a final voyage to Hyperion seeking the answers to the unsolved riddles of their lives. Each carries a desperate hope-and a terrible secret. And one may hold the fate of humanity in his hands.

Praise for Dan Simmons and Hyperion

"Dan Simmons has brilliantly conceptualized a future 700 years distant. In sheer scope and complexity it matches, and perhaps even surpasses, those of Isaac Asimov and James Blish."-The Washington Post Book World

"An unfailingly inventive narrative . . . generously conceived and stylistically sure-handed."-The New York Times Book Review

"Simmons's own genius transforms space opera into a new kind of poetry."-The Denver Post

"An essential part of any science fiction collection."-Booklist
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Praise for Dan Simmons and Hyperion

"Dan Simmons has brilliantly conceptualized a future 700 years distant. In sheer scope and complexity it matches, and perhaps even surpasses, those of Isaac Asimov and James Blish."-The Washington Post Book World

"An unfailingly inventive narrative . . . generously conceived and stylistically sure-handed."-The New York Times Book Review

"Simmons's own genius transforms space opera into a new kind of poetry."-The Denver Post

"An essential part of any science fiction collection."-Booklist
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Dan Simmons, a full-time public school teacher until 1987, is one of the few writers who consistently work across genres, producing novels described as science fiction, horror, fantasy, and mainstream fiction, while winning major awards in all these fields. His first novel,
Song of Kali, won the World Fantasy Award; his first science fiction novel,
Hyperion, won the Hugo Award. His other novels and short fiction have been honored with numerous awards, including nine Locus Awards, four Bram Stoker Awards, the French Prix Cosmos 2000, the British SF Association Award, and the Theodore Sturgeon Award. In 1995, Wabash College presented Simmons with an honorary doctorate in humane letters for his work in fiction and education. He lives in Colorado along the Front Range of the Rockies.
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  • PROLOGUE

    The Hegemony Consul sat on the balcony of his ebony spaceship and played Rachmaninoff's
    Prelude in C-sharp Minor on an ancient but well-maintained Steinway while great, green,
    saurian things surged and bellowed in the swamps below. A thunderstorm was brewing to the
    north. Bruise-black clouds silhouetted a forest 0f giant gymnosperms while stratocumulus
    towered nine kilometers high in a violent sky. Lightning rippled along the horizon. Closer to the
    ship, occasional vague, reptilian shapes would blunder into the interdiction field, cry out, and
    then brash away through indigo mists. The Consul concentrated on a difficult section of the
    Prelude and ignored the approach of storm and nightfall.

    The fatline receiver chimed.

    The Consul stopped, fingers hovering above the keyboard, and listened. Thunder rumbled
    through the heavy air. From the direction of the gymnosperm forest there came the mournful
    ululation of a carrion-breed pack. Somewhere in the darkness below, a smallbrained beast
    trumpeted its answering challenge and fell quiet. The interdiction field added its sonic
    undertones to the sudden silence. The fatline chimed again.

    "Damn," said the Consul and went in to answer it.

    While the computer took a few seconds to convert and decode the burst of decaying tachyons, the
    Consul poured himself a glass of Scotch. He settled into the cushions of the projection pit just as
    the diskey blinked green. "Play," he said.

    'You have been chosen to return to Hyperion," came a woman's husky voice. Full visuals had not
    yet formed; the air remained empty except for the pulse of transmission codes which told the
    Consul that this fatline squirt had originated on the Hegemony administralive world of Tau Ceti Center.
    The Consul did not need the transmission coordinates to know this. The aged but still beautiful
    voice of Meina Gladstone was unmistakable. "You have been chosen to return to Hyperion as a
    member of the Shrike Pilgrimage," contin-ued the voice.

    The hell you say, thought the Consul and rose to leave the pit.

    "You and six others have been selected by the Church of the Shrike and confirmed by the All
    Thing," said Meina Gladstone. "It is in the interest of the Hegemony that you accept."

    The consul stood motionless in the pit, his back to the flickering transmission codes. Without
    turning, he raised his glass and drained the last of the Scotch.

    "The situation is very confused," said Meina Gladstone. Her voice was weary. "The consulate and
    Home Rule Council fàtlined us three standard weeks ago with the news that the Time Tombs
    showed signs of opening. The anti-entropic fields around them were expanding rapidly and the
    Shrike has begun ranging as far south as the Bridle Range."

    The Consul turned and dropped into the cushions. A holo had formed of Meina Gladstone's ancient
    face. Her eyes looked as tired as her voice sounded.

    "A FORCE:space task force was immediately dispatched from Parvati to evacuate the Hegemony
    citizens on Hyperion before the Time Tombs open. Their time-debt will be a lithe more than
    three 1-lyperion years." Meina Gladstone paused. The Consul thought he had never seen the
    Senate CEO look so grim. "We do not know if the evacuation fleet will arrive in time," she said,
    "but the situation is even more complicated. An Ouster migration cluster of at least four
    thousand . . . units ... has been detected approaching the Hyperion system. Our evacuation task
    force should arrive only a short while before the Ousters."

    The Consul understood Gladstone's hesitation. An Ouster migration cluster might consist of ships ranging in size from single-person ramscouts to can cities and comet forts holding tens of thousands of the interstellar barbarians.

    "The FORCE joint chiefs believe that this is the Ousters' big push," said Meina Gladstone. The
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Einband Taschenbuch
Seitenzahl 496
Erscheinungsdatum 01.12.1995
Sprache Englisch
ISBN 978-0-553-28368-6
Verlag Random House LCC US
Maße (L/B/H) 17.5/10.8/3 cm
Gewicht 251 g
Verkaufsrang 4909
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Hyperion
von Bernd beifuß am 13.08.2018

Slightly weird, but a perfect sci fi novel that manages to disturb and fascinate the reader in an epic way.