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Cat, the halfbreed telepath hero of Catspaw and Psion, joins a research team on Refuge, homeworld of his mothers people, the Hydrans. Immediately, he finds trouble when he helps a Hydran woman escape human pursuers.The decimated Hydran population of Refuge is confined to a bleak homeland, by a huge corporate state, Tau Biotech. Tau also controls Refuges one unique natural resource, Dreamfall. The tangible residue of cast-off thoughts from beautiful, enigmatic cloud whales, dreamfall forms vast reefs, sacred to the Hydrans, but mere exploitable data to Tau.Caught between Tau and desperate Hydrans who fight to reclaim their world, Cat must somehow forge the ruins of the past into a means to defeat Taus brutality to save his people--and himself.
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Cat 3 - Dreamfall
Joan D. Vinge
1996
ISBN 0-765-30342-6
Praise for Joan D. Vinge s Cat Novels
Dreamfall
Vinge displays her potent imagination in the creation of a world that remains fascinating. She also displays virtuoso quality in her delving into the emotional torments of her characters, so that one emerges at the end feeling very satisfied.
- Analog
A powerful book Cat (of Catspaw and Psion) is back, and he s as tough and streetwise as ever.
- VOYA
Another well-written SF novel from the Hugo Award-winning author of The Snow Queen Enjoyable and engaging.
- The Washington Post Book World
A tense, lyrical human drama in a complex future setting. Vinge has created a world that is exotic and, more important, believable. Her characters come alive through masterly writing.
- Ontario Whig-Standard
Catspaw
A rich tale of palace intrigue that is both crisp and captivating. Catspaw also comes with enough plot twists to keep you on edge.
- Providence Journal
Psion
Ambitious, effective science fiction adventure.
- Booklist
Books by Joan D. Vinge
The Snow Queen Cycle
The Snow Queen
World s End
The Summer Queen
Tangled Up in Blue
The Cat Novels
Psion
Catspaw
Dreamfall
Heaven Chronicles
Phoenix in the Ashes (story collection)
Eyes of Amber (story collection)
The Random House Book of Greek Myths
To
Dr. Frederick Brodsla
Dr. Anna Marie Windsor
Dr. Richard Reindollar
We arrive at truth, not by reason only, but also by the heart.
- Pascal
Acknowledgements
I would like to acknowledge the invaluable input and support of the following people, without whom neither this book nor my life in general would be in such good shape right now- Jim Frenkel, Barbara Luedtke, Carroll Martin, Betsy Mitchell, the Peach-Poznik clan, Mary and Nick Pendergrass, and Vernor Vinge. Thanks, guys- you re the best.
What s th goal of th game, Mr. Toad? A monster slain? A maiden saved? A wrong righted?
A standoff achieved.
- Bill Griffin
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly, for you tread on my dreams.
- W. B. Yeats
The road to Hell is paved with good intentions.
- Karl Marx
One
Five or six centuries ago, the Prespace philosopher Karl Marx said the road to Hell is paved with good intentions. Marx understood what it meant to be human to be flawed.
Marx thought he also understood how to end an eternity of human suffering and injustice: Share whatever you could, keep only what you needed. He never understood why the rest of humanity couldn t see the answer, when it was so obvious to him.
The truth was that they couldn t even see the problem.
Marx also said that the only antidote to mental suffering is physical pain.
But he never said that time flies when you re having fun.
I glanced at my databand, checking for the hundredth time to see whether an hour had passed yet. It hadn t. This was the fifth time in less than an hour that I d found myself standing at the Aerie s high parabolic windows, looking out at a world called Refuge; escaping from the noise and pressure of the Tau reception going on behind me. Refuge from what? For who? The background data the team had been given access to didn t say.
Not from Tau s bureaucracy. Not for us. The research team I was a part of had arrived at Firstfall less than a day ago. We hadn t even been onworld long enough to adjust to local planetary time. But almost before we d dropped our bags here in Riverton, Tau Biotech s liaison had arrived at our hotel and forced us to attend this reception, which seemed to be taking place in stasis.
I dug another camph out of the silk-smooth pocket of my bought-on-the-fly formal shirt, and stuck it into my mouth. It began to dissolve, numbing my tongue as I looked out again through the Aerie s heartstopping arc of window toward the distant cloud-reefs. The sun was setting now behind the reefs, limning their karst topography of ragged peaks and steep-walled valleys. A strand of river cut a fiery path through the maze of canyons, the way it must have done for centuries, transforming the landscape into something as surreal as a dream.
Below me, the same river that had turned the distant reefs into fantastic sculpture fell silently, endlessly over a cliff. Protz, Tau s liaison, had called this the Great Falls. Watching the sluggish, silt-heavy waterflow, I wondered whether that was a joke.
Cat!
Someone called my name. I turned, glancing down as I did because some part of me was always afraid that the next time I looked down at myself I d be naked.
I wasn t naked. I was still wearing the neat, conservatively cut clothes I d overpaid for in a hotel shop, so that I could pass for Human this evening. Human with a capital H. That was how they said it around here, not to confuse it with Hydran: Alien.
An entire city full of Hydrans lived just across the river. There were three of them here at this reception tonight. I d watched them come in only minutes ago. They hadn t teleported, materializing unnervingly in the middle of the crowd. They d walked into the room, like any other guest. I wondered if they d had any choice about that.
Their arrival had crashed every coherent thought in my mind. I d been watching them without seeming to ever since, making sure they weren t watching me or moving toward me. I d watched them until I had to turn away to the windows just so that I could breathe.
Passing for human. That was what they were trying to do at this party, even though they d always be aliens, their psionic Gift marking them as freaks. This had been their world, once, until humans had come and taken it away from them. Now they were the strangers, the outsiders; hated by the people who d destroyed them, because it was human to hate the ones you d injured.
The butt end of the camph I d been sucking on dissolved into bitter pulp in my mouth without doing anything to ease my nerves. I swallowed it and took another one out of my pocket. I was already wearing trank patches; I d already drunk too many of the drinks that seemed to appear every time I turned around. I couldn t afford to keep doing that. Not while I was trying to pass for human, when my face would never really pass, any more than those alien faces across the room would.
Cat! Protz called my name again, giving it the querulous twist it always seemed to get from someone who didn t believe they d heard all there was to it.
I could tell by the look on his face that he was coming to herd me back into the action. I could see by the way he moved that he was beginning to resent how I kept sliding out of it. I took the camph out of my mouth and dropped it on the floor.
As he forced me back into the crowd s eye I looked for somebody I knew, any member of the research team I d arrived with. I thought I saw Pedrotty, our bitmapper, on the far side of the room; didn t see anyone else I recognized. I moved on, muttering polite stupidities to one stranger after another.
Protz, my keeper, was a midlevel bureaucrat of Tau Biotech. His name could have been anything, he could have been any of the other combine vips I d met. They came in both sexes and any color you wanted, but they all seemed to be the same person. Protz wore his regulation night-blue suit and silver drape, Tau s colors, like he d been born to them.
Probably he had. In this universe you didn t just work for a combine, you lived for it. Keiretsu, they called it: the corporate family. It was a Prespace term that had followed the multinationals as they became multiplanetary and finally interstellar. It would survive as long as the combines did, because it so perfectly described how they stole your soul.
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