The void boundary continued to expand, its surface rippling and distending to engulf the star clusters already falling in toward it. That voraciousness was cited by many as having a purpose, which came back squarely to the Second Dreamer and the Skylord.
Readers of speculative-fiction, of both the fantastical and scientific flavours, have become accustomed to epic plot devices that promise cataclysmic, world-shattering events if a small band of adventurers fail to stop the plans of the ‘Evil Mastermind’ from coming to fruition. Since this series by Peter F Hamilton tries to have one foot in each speculative camp (The Commonwealth for science and Querencia for fantasy), the author has solved this central issue of the plot by imagining a sentient black hole at the center of our galaxy, one that goes through unpredictable expansion phases that threaten to destroy the very fabric of the universe.
In the first volume of the series, the event horizon that separates the outside of the Void from the inside is impenetrable, and monitored closely by all the sentient species of the galaxy for impending signs of doom. By the end of “The Dreaming Void” human actions have triggered a new expansion phase, mostly by interacting with the Void through the dreams of ‘chosen’ people like the First Dreamer Inigo and Second Dreamer Araminta. Inigo’s dreams have created a new cult on human inhabited worlds, the church of the Living Dream, whose millions of adherents plan to go on a Pilgrimage inside the Void, regardless of the collateral victims of the triggered expansion phase[ probably the whole galaxy]. The refusal of the Second Dreamer to fall in with the church policy has angered the alien beings that are apparently responsible for guarding the event horizon of the Void, causing the current expansion phase. It also triggered the invasion of her home world by the Living Dream paramilitary forces in an effort to capture and control her.
It was big – mountain-size. That was just the core. It was surrounded by weird sheets of gossamer matter that fluctuated like a gas.
A Skylord with its vacuum wings fully extended.
The various factions inside the Commonwealth are struggling to control the crisis through secret agents with bionic super-powers, while other sentient species in the galaxy are sending invasion fleets to stop the Pilgrimage [the Ocisen, the Raiel and more]. The fate of the known universe hangs in the balance.
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As expected, the second volume of the trilogy treads water and expands on the themes of the opening book, answering a few of the mysteries before us but also raising new ones to keep the readership glued to the page, all this while rising the stakes as high as the premise would allow. But most of the juicy stuff is delayed for the final volume.
I had a much better track record with the second instalment, in part because I am now familiar with the world-building and with the factions, but mostly because the multiple point of view narrative is skewed heavily towards the Makkathran events. The classic fantasy setting on Querencia, seen from the perspective of the Waterwalker Edeard, was my favourite so far and now it covers more than half of the real estate in the economy of the second novel. This is not gratuitous entertainment, and the most important revelation of this middle book answers my questions about the appeal of the Void to the Church of Living Dream. I couldn’t understand in the beginning what reason these religious fanatics had for going on Pilgrimage on a backward, hard to access world. OK, so Edeard has some nifty superpowers with his telepathy and his telekinesis but he is an isolated case, unique among his contemporaries. What gives?
Willpower, she thought. That’s the governing force in this universe. The power of mind over matter. Thoughts can affect reality.
[...] That’s what sold it to them, all the sheep bleating to be taken on the Pilgrimage fleet.
The solution found by the author is quite elegant, and it compensates in part for some over-the-top action scenes and for comic book superhero characterization. Peter F Hamilton is truly a gifted storyteller, whose main talents are his ability to keep a lot of balls [plot-lines] in the air simultaneously and his entertaining delivery.
Speaking of simultaneous and intersecting storylines, something was off in this second volume, with events inside the Void on Querencia spread over a couple of years while outside in the Commonwealth some characters have only days [Araminta] or hours [Aaron] for their story arcs. The author has an answer for this also, something that I saw as a plot hole that he turned into a feature:
“I didn’t realize time was so fast inside the Void.”
While my problems with the characters and the references to the events from the original Commonwealth Saga continue (Paula Myo, the Cat, etc.] I look forward to starting the third book in the series and to the way mr. Hamilton will tie up all the loose ends.
One of the questions that will most probably get a late answer is the presence of Querencia-style superpowers outside the Void and the reason this future universe still needs elves at the bottom end of the garden.
The elflike hominoid was clad in a thick cobalt-blue coat embroidered with a fabulous stipple of jewels that sparkled in the wavering pastels of starlight. His black hat was tall and pointed, with a simple gold ribbon fluttering from the tip. A gloved hand gripped a long phosphorescent spear that he held aloft, as if in salute.