The Light-years Beneath My Feet
Alan Dean Foster
The Light-years Beneath My Feet
Successful Chicago commodities broker abducted by aliens
Not a headline from the National Enquirer, just Marcus Walker’s own
little Jerry Springer moment. He was indeed hustled aboard an alien
Vilenjji starship, part of a cargo of primitive creatures bound for the
“civilized” part of the galaxy, where they’ll be sold . . . as pets.
Fortunately, there was another Earthling aboard, a scruffy dog named
George who’d been speech-enhanced to increase his market value. Walker
had spoken to plenty of dogs in his line of work but never to actual
animals. He and George formed an immediate bond, giving new meaning to
“man’s best friend.”
The Light-Years Beneath My Feet finds Walker
and George free at last, having managed, with some outside help, to
outwit their kidnappers. But now they are a million billion miles from
Earth. Walker glories in the wonders of his rescuers’ hi-tech world and
the thrill of being humankind’s first galactic traveler–until he
remembers the only place he wants to be is home. To take his mind off
the depressing fact that he hasn’t the slightest idea where home is,
never mind how to get there, the erstwhile commodities broker becomes a
chef.
Walker never imagined that whipping up delicacies for
demanding alien palates would lead to a possible way home–or that the
possible way home would involve swapping his easy-living adopted planet
for an all-out, age-old war many parsecs away. But hey, it was all for a
good cause, he has George and their two fellow escapees for company,
and what else was there to do, besides avoid Vilenjji? Plenty, as it
turns out. . . .
Successful Chicago commodities broker abducted by aliens
Not a headline from the National Enquirer, just Marcus Walker’s own
little Jerry Springer moment. He was indeed hustled aboard an alien
Vilenjji starship, part of a cargo of primitive creatures bound for the
“civilized” part of the galaxy, where they’ll be sold . . . as pets.
Fortunately, there was another Earthling aboard, a scruffy dog named
George who’d been speech-enhanced to increase his market value. Walker
had spoken to plenty of dogs in his line of work but never to actual
animals. He and George formed an immediate bond, giving new meaning to
“man’s best friend.”
The Light-Years Beneath My Feet finds Walker
and George free at last, having managed, with some outside help, to
outwit their kidnappers. But now they are a million billion miles from
Earth. Walker glories in the wonders of his rescuers’ hi-tech world and
the thrill of being humankind’s first galactic traveler–until he
remembers the only place he wants to be is home. To take his mind off
the depressing fact that he hasn’t the slightest idea where home is,
never mind how to get there, the erstwhile commodities broker becomes a
chef.
Walker never imagined that whipping up delicacies for
demanding alien palates would lead to a possible way home–or that the
possible way home would involve swapping his easy-living adopted planet
for an all-out, age-old war many parsecs away. But hey, it was all for a
good cause, he has George and their two fellow escapees for company,
and what else was there to do, besides avoid Vilenjji? Plenty, as it
turns out. . . .
ปี:
2005
สำนักพิมพ์:
Random House Publishing Group
ภาษา:
english
ISBN 10:
0345461290
ISBN 13:
9780345461292
ไฟล์:
EPUB, 288 KB
IPFS:
,
english, 2005
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