The Wild. David Zindell
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DAVID ZINDELL
The Wild
BOOK TWO
of A Requiem for Homo Sapiens
This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
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First published in Great Britain by HarperCollinsPublishers 1995
Copyright © David Zindell 1995
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Contents
Chapter Two The Eye of the Universe
Chapter Three: Ancestral Voices
Chapter Twelve: The Transcendentals
Chapter Seventeen: The Koivuniemin
Chapter Eighteen: The Prophecy
Chapter Nineteen: In the Prophet’s Palace
Chapter Twenty: In the House of The Dead
Chapter Twenty One: Preparations
Chapter Twenty Two: The Heavenly Light
Chapter Twenty Three: The Lightbringer
Each man and woman is a star.
The stars are the children of God alone in the night;
The stars are the wild white seeds burning inside a woman;
The stars are the fires that women light inside men;
The stars are the eyes of all the Old Ones who have lived and died.
Who can hold the light of the wild stars?
Gazing at the bright black sky,
You see only yourself looking for yourself.
When you look into the eyes of God,