Arwen Elys Dayton
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The Kinley built a ship capable of traveling faster than light. It carried a group of scientists to a small, distant planet—a primitive place called Earth. It’s mission was peaceful observation. But when the ship was destroyed, the Kinley crew found themselves stranded in ancient Egypt, participants in the pageant of life in the time of the Pharaohs. They buried remnants of their technology deep beneath the desert and sent a last desperate message home…
Five thousand years later, the Kinley homeworld hovers on the brink of extinction. An enemy that nearly obliterated their race has risen again—now with the ability to destroy them for good. A lone Kinley soldier named Pruit is sent on a desperate mission: to follow the ancient beacon back to Earth and recover the secrets to faster than light travel.
It is their last hope. Technology that once allowed them to cross vast reaches of space might allow them to outrun their enemies and find a safe world to call their own. But Pruit’s mission will be harder than she can imagine. Her quest will draw her enemies after her and will awaken ancient foes on Earth. As she gets closer to what she seeks, she will find each adversary willing to risk everything to stop her. Each hoping to steal the knowledge for themselves. The rivals will meet in modern-day Egypt and their struggle will alter the fate of worlds.
surely his last high. Quietly, he said, “I do.” CHAPTER 45 2589 BC Year 18 of Kinley Earth Survey The most serious convulsion…was the fratricidal war between Osiris and Seth… From this…struggle the forces of the murdered Osiris, led by his son Horus, emerged victorious. Horus, avenger of his father, was ever afterwards held to be the pattern of the good son, and it was Horus who at the end of his life bequeathed the throne of Egypt to the line of human Pharaohs. —Ancient Egypt: Its
her shower, and he helped her into her blue one-piece undergarment and her white coveralls. He wore the same outfit. “I feel very weak,” she said. “How do you feel?” “The same.” He fastened the straps of the coveralls for her. She noticed that he did not caress her, and she was relieved. They should follow their regulations. There would be time for other things later. “We’re too weak,” she said. “After our checklist, I want to do a full medical.” Pruit was the medical officer of their two-man
of anything with total precision. But that did not matter, it turned out. You did not have to know the exact location of an electron at a particular moment, nor its energy, nor its speed. You only had to know that all of these things fluctuated wildly and could be anywhere within an almost infinite range of numbers at any one time. Such fluctuations could lead individual particles to hold vast amounts of energy for brief periods. Under ordinary circumstances, this energy was quickly
greater space-faring power, but they had never suspected that their ancient enemies would grudge them even their meager existence on their own planet. “The destruction of your race will not be total,” the captive continued, in the same bland tone. “We feel it is in our interest to preserve human genetic information so the race can be used if needed to serve Lucien interests.” Pruit felt her hands clenching as he said this. Without any apparent concern for the content of what the prisoner had
the Lion could only assume were to be occupied by the priestesses of his mother’s Isis cult. The remainder of the room was open and daunting space. Visitors, he surmised, were required to stand. Despite his efforts to ignore all news of his mother, he had heard that her following was growing. Both his mother and his father could do nothing wrong. Every action of theirs simply became incorporated into the myths of their existence, and every old myth was warped and twisted to fit them. It was