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Becky Chambers amerikai

1985. május 3. (Kalifornia, Egyesült Államok) –

Tudástár · 3 kapcsolódó alkotó

KatalógusnévChambers, Becky
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Képek 2

Könyvei 11

Becky Chambers: Hosszú út egy kicsi és dühös bolygóhoz
Becky Chambers: The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet
Becky Chambers: A Psalm for the Wild-Built
Becky Chambers: To Be Taught, If Fortunate
Becky Chambers: A Prayer for the Crown-Shy
Becky Chambers: A Closed and Common Orbit
Becky Chambers: Hosszú út egy közös keringési pályán
Becky Chambers: Record of a Spaceborn Few
Becky Chambers: The Galaxy, and the Ground Within
Yoon Ha Lee – Becky Chambers – Rivers Solomon – S. L. Huang: The Vela

Kapcsolódó sorozatok: Wayfarer · Wayfarers angol · Monk & Robot angol · Wayfarer német · Összes sorozat »

Kapcsolódó kiadói sorozatok: (Új) Galaktika Fantasztikus Könyvek Metropolis Media

Antológiák 3

Bryan Thomas Schmidt (szerk.): Végtelen világok: Sötét határvidékek
John Joseph Adams (szerk.): Cosmic Powers
Bryan Thomas Schmidt (szerk.): Infinite Stars: Dark Frontiers

Népszerű idézetek

marianngabriella P>!

If you ask six different monks the question of which godly domain robot consciousness belongs to, you’ll get seven different answers.

(első mondat)

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But for now, Dex would keep company with the scent of the forest.

The Best Tea Monk in Panga

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“Least we can do for the best tea monk in Panga.”

The Best Tea Monk in Panga

marianngabriella P>!

“I’m changing my vocation,” Sibling Dex said. “I’m going to the villages to do tea service.”

1. A Change in Vocation

marianngabriella P>!

Everybody knew what a tea monk did, and so Dex wasn’t too worried about getting started. Tea service wasn’t anything arcane.

1. A Change in Vocation

marianngabriella P>!

The absence was palpable during daylight hours as well, as Dex rode their ox-bike to the worm farm or the seed library or wherever else the day took them. There was music, yes, and birds with melodic opinions, yes, but also the electric whoosh of monorails, the swoop swoop of balcony wind turbines, the endless din of people talking, talking, talking.

1. A Change in Vocation

marianngabriella P>!

The party, in the end, was fine. It was nice, if Dex was honest. There were hugs and tears and too much wine, as the occasion demanded. There were a few moments in which Dex wondered if they were doing the right thing.

1. A Change in Vocation

marianngabriella P>!

It was one thing to know people would tell you their troubles. It was another to have an actual flesh-and-blood stranger standing in front of you, weeping profusely as means of introduction, and to know that you—you—were responsible for making this better.

1. A Change in Vocation

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Like all the City’s satellites, Little Creek was arranged in a circle. The outer ring was farmland, packed thick with mixed grazing grasses and fruit trees and spring crops, all working in concert to create chemical magic in the soil below. Dex breathed deep as they sailed past on their bike, relishing the crisp alfalfa, the beeweed, the faint hint of new flowers that would become summer fruit.

1. A Change in Vocation

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The City was a healthy place, a thriving place. A never-ending harmony of making, doing, growing, trying, laughing, running, living.

1. A Change in Vocation