The Beast of Cretacea
Todd Strasser
Language: English
Pages: 432
ISBN: 0763669016
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Master storyteller Todd Strasser reimagines the classic tale of Moby Dick as set in the future—and takes readers on an epic sci-fi adventure.
When seventeen-year-old Ishmael wakes up from stasis aboard the Pequod, he is amazed by how different this planet is from the dirty, dying, Shroud-covered Earth he left behind. But Ishmael isn’t on Cretacea to marvel at the fresh air, sunshine, and endless blue ocean. He’s here to work, risking his life to hunt down great ocean-dwelling beasts to harvest and send back to the resource-depleted Earth. Even though easy prey abounds, time and again the chase boat crews are ordered to ignore it in order to pursue the elusive Great Terrafin. It’s rumored that the ship’s captain, Ahab, lost his leg to the beast years ago, and that he’s now consumed by revenge. But there may be more to Captain Ahab’s obsession. Dark secrets and dangerous exploits swirl around the pursuit of the beast, and Ishmael must do his best to survive—if he can.
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Sputters and cuts out. He tries again. This time the engine starts — though Ishmael can’t shake a deep sense of foreboding. It will be treacherous enough to pursue the beast with a functioning chase boat. What chance will they have with an engine that isn’t reliable? But they are committed to this thing now. With a drone following overhead, Ishmael’s and Fedallah’s boats set out side by side from the Pequod. Daggoo’s and Tashtego’s boats follow a quarter mile behind. A slight breeze ripples the.
Air hits him and the top of his head begins to feel hot, as though he’s standing under a heat cell. From the very edge of his peripheral vision he perceives that the source of the intense warmth and incandescence is a glowing yellow disk in the sky above. Even with the goggles darkening automatically, he has to squint in the painfully bright whiteout. Meanwhile, he’s bombarded with a host of bewildering sounds, smells, and sensations. But there is one thing he knows for certain: For the first.
Firma.” Ishmael continues to stare in wonder, wishing the strip of green weren’t so far away. Were they back on Earth, he doubts he’d even be able to see through the polluted haze. But that’s another thing that’s different about this planet. The air is so clear. Fleece wanders off. In a low voice, Queequeg says, “It’s green because that’s plant life, Ish. Like there used to be on Earth, before the Shroud. An entire kingdom of organisms that ceased to exist after the Shroud formed. It’s why they.
Fingernail. “Well, I don’t believe it. And even if it were true, it’s not the Gilded who’ll get hurt by this. It’s us. Seriously, Ishmael, you could at least try to talk to Starbuck. After all, since he speaks so highly of you, he might actually listen.” Ishmael agrees reluctantly. “I’ll try, but don’t hold your breath.” It’s time to go belowdecks. They find the first mate in the passageway outside the briefing room, marking a tablet with a stylus. Queequeg and Gwen nod encouragingly at.
Creatures on the slimy table and feels uncomfortable jabbing the knife into a living thing. And even though he’s wearing gloves, his hands and fingers are stuck repeatedly by the spiny fins. But he slowly catches on. By the time they’ve finished with the scurry, Ishmael’s hands are sore and bloody. But the day’s work is still not done. He and the boy must hose down and scrub the cleaning table and deck until every bit of slime, entrail, and scurry scale has been washed through the scuppers and.