He was the canary in the mine, and you always brought the canary. Nobody cared that the canary didn’t much enjoy its job and would maybe like to be doing something else.
It’s going to be a tough haul.
Idris Telemmier has already saved Humanity twice from the Architects, mysterious intelligent crystal planetoids capable of transmuting whole planets into chaotic fractal spirals of debris, the first time in the original assault that destroyed the Earth, and the second time in the opening book of the series, several decades later.
Idris feels he is due some slack, some vacation time free from stress, some quality time with his new oddball friends aboard the Vulture God , an independent salvage spaceship.
But Idris is an Intermediary, one of the precious few original mutant humans capable of navigating Unspace, the underlying nothing beneath the universe that permits FTL travel between inhabited worlds. Without an Intermediary, space ships will get lost in the Unspace, and their human cargo will be destroyed by unimaginable terrors.
Which means Idris Telemmier is hunted by every political faction and secret organization of the Polyaspora , as the spread of humanity through the known galaxy is known. Between Hegemony, Parthenon, Assemblies, major Hannilambra cartels, Castigar World-chain, Council of Human Interests and other interested parties, Idris and the crew of the Vulture God become pawns in a secret game of galactic proportions.
“The conspiracy theorist’s dream, the cabal of the mighty getting together to obliterate the bulk of humanity just so they could be kings of what remained”
This is a typical middle of the series instalment, further developing the setting and the characters introduced in the first book, but being a little coy with the important reveals that are saved for what promises to be a spectacular finale.
From my introduction, I think it can be observed that there are certain similarities in plot and characters with the Expanse series, but Adrian Tchaikovsky is a skilled storyteller who manages to develop his own particular flavor of dystopian future, even if the original inspiration for the series might have come from somebody else.
As with other fantasy and science-fiction books of his, Tchaikovsky excels at creating odd alien lifeforms: the giant clams called Essiel, the unkillable spider-human symbiotes, the Leviathan like Naeromathi, or the composite Hiver cyborgs with their tiny spider nano-technologies.
The author is also very good at action scenes, maintaining here a good balance between the expected political backstabbing or betrayals and actual fighting, either planet-side, on orbital stations or in space between gigantic ships and Architects.
That said, the main attraction of this second book for me was the scientific speculation about the fabric of the universe, the Ariadne’s thread that guides the reader through this byzantine labyrinth of special interests and deadly conspiracies.
This is relevant because none of the known big players on the galactic game board manage to get their hands on Idris Telemmier. He is kidnapped instead by a rogue team of scientists who want to use his Intermediary abilities to discover the truth about Unspace, with the help of artefacts from an extinct ancient civilization known as the Originators.
“The lens we can use, to understand the universe. But we are none of us fit to look into that lens, Menheer. For that, we need an Intermediary. A real one, with decades of experience in gazing into the abyss. We need you.”
Every time an Intermediary goes into Unspace, he must face some primeval subconscious horror of an unseen entity chasing them though that impossible medium. A normal, unshielded mind cannot experience Unspace without going mad. It’s the old adage of gazing into the abyss, and the author makes sure the reader gets this:
He was abruptly out of the universe and gazing into the abyss with his mind’s eye, which had no lid and couldn’t close nor refuse to see.
It was as though he was an insect with his legs spread across the surface of a pond. Everything that happened upon or within the water came to him through the ripples, and every motion of his own caused ripples in turn, expanding and expanding.
Being heard.
I liked this concept borrowed from the horror playbook, of keeping the monsters hidden in the dark, and letting the anxiety build up to create tension. According to the scientists who operate this Originator lens mechanism, even the dreaded Architects are afraid of what is hidden within Unspace.
It seems like whatever small chance humanity has of surviving the latest Architect invasion is still held by the altered mind of Idris Telemmier.
Or so claims that other mysterious alien who appears only to predict more doom in the near future.
Ash, speaking all languages, bearing ominous warnings, a Cassandra whom people had learned soon enough to heed.
Who or what is Ash? and how will Idris and the crew of the Vulture God defeat the Architects?
Luckily for me, the third and final volume is already out. Adrian Tchaikovsky is outpacing even Brandon Sanderson in high quality output.