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EDIN 伊甸園
Soon to be a major motion picture
In a city of thirty million souls crushed beneath smog and neon, one enforcer’s rifle misfires, and everything burns.
Paul was the regime’s perfect silent, obedient, unbreakable. Until the night he watched a mother and her children die in a closet he helped paint red. One hesitation, one cracked rib, one impossible choice later, he defects to the very rebellion he was born to crush.
Joined by Shuyi—a resistance fighter who once balanced on the edge of the world—and Peter—the architect who wrote the code that cages them all—they ignite a forty-three-minute blackout meant to tear the city’s heart out. Instead, the heart tears back.
When the sky itself falls in fire and the Chairman reveals he was never a man but a gardener who believes genocide is pruning, Paul must decide what grows in the ashes of thirty million lives.
A ferocious, heartbreaking dystopian epic about mothers who hide children in walls, lovers who kiss in subway tombs, and the stubborn refusal to let any god—human or orbital—own the dirt beneath your feet.
From the ruins of EDIN rises a whisper that will not
We were never ghosts. We were the fire.
And we are still planting.
In a city of thirty million souls crushed beneath smog and neon, one enforcer’s rifle misfires, and everything burns.
Paul was the regime’s perfect silent, obedient, unbreakable. Until the night he watched a mother and her children die in a closet he helped paint red. One hesitation, one cracked rib, one impossible choice later, he defects to the very rebellion he was born to crush.
Joined by Shuyi—a resistance fighter who once balanced on the edge of the world—and Peter—the architect who wrote the code that cages them all—they ignite a forty-three-minute blackout meant to tear the city’s heart out. Instead, the heart tears back.
When the sky itself falls in fire and the Chairman reveals he was never a man but a gardener who believes genocide is pruning, Paul must decide what grows in the ashes of thirty million lives.
A ferocious, heartbreaking dystopian epic about mothers who hide children in walls, lovers who kiss in subway tombs, and the stubborn refusal to let any god—human or orbital—own the dirt beneath your feet.
From the ruins of EDIN rises a whisper that will not
We were never ghosts. We were the fire.
And we are still planting.
82 pages, Hardcover
Published November 19, 2025
About the author
Mark Penney
12 books1 followerMark was born in Wimbledon, London, and at an early age became devoted to animals of all shapes and sizes. Moving to South Africa at the age of 12 was a dream come true. After leaving school, he went into the commercial world, got married and only got into the bush for long weekends and holidays. Later, he left the commercial world, started studying again and completed a FGASA 2.
By the end of 1992, he was in the bush full time working at a number of lodges in various reserves and parks as a field guide. He also did conservation work with SANParks and the North West Parks and Tourism Board, which is where his true passion lies.
By the end of 1992, he was in the bush full time working at a number of lodges in various reserves and parks as a field guide. He also did conservation work with SANParks and the North West Parks and Tourism Board, which is where his true passion lies.
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