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Shards of Earth by
Adrian Tchaikovsky
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The Architects
Ash
Essiel
Tothiat
Castigar
Hiver
Hannilambra
Naeromathi
Trine
Ogdru
Transient Component Engine
The Broken Harvest
Heaven's Sword
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Angels of Punching You in the Face
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His clothing was slit from the neck to the small of his back, because some creature was implanted there. It was a thing between a lobster and a bee, armoured in parts, bristly with jagged hairs. Several limbs were dug deep into the man’s body, the flesh around them warped and lumpy. Its handful of stalked eyes flicked about, scanning the crowd.
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a four-metre black leech whose body terminated in a host of squirming eye-tipped limbs. It also sported a metal hood, equipped with pincers and weapon barrels.
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The Castigar ship’s bridge was a tube, inclined at forty-five degrees and half submerged in milky liquid. The worm-shaped aliens lounged in fat loops on the slope, their many-limbed heads buried in their instrumentation.
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a metre-tall bird cage with six evenly spaced legs and not even the pretence of a head. a host of little insects within, whose constant communion produced the conscious entity
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His shell was encrusted with organic gems in complex, spiralling patterns. A half-dozen bejewelled critters, the size and shape of human thumbs, were tethered to his shield arms with gold chains. They were in constant motion across these armoured surfaces, scattering the light with their faceted backs.
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one of the outer planets. It was being pulverized into an asteroid field, and its debris trailed along the curve of its old orbit for over a hundred thousand kilometres. The planet was swarming with vast factory-machines like city-sized flatworms. Past the ravaged curve of its horizon loomed a great bristling lump of mutilated-looking technology.
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Trine’s frame had two legs, thin and jointed like a bird’s, and their torso was a barrel shape above a box pelvis, opening onto a whole cutlery drawer of folding limbs. Trine’s head was a silvery bowl containing a projected face. It was human, androgynous, middle-aged and cheery-looking, and a trick of the projection made it appear to be looking straight at you, no matter what angle you were at. Trine’s frame was old and battered. Any polish was most definitely gone, and the metal body was covered in dents and spot repairs, off-colour panels cannibalized from other machinery. One leg was slightly shorter than the other. Only that array of arms had been kept polished and perfect.
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Ogdru, the species was called. He pictured it like a predatory whale, vast bulk, long jaws.
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His imagination cast it with a thousand eyes, tentacles, toothy jaws—all the sea monsters that had ever troubled human dreams. It was a shadow beneath him, rising from the depths,
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