For true lovers of high-quality science fiction.
One of the key works of domestic science fiction in the last two decades.
Winner of the "Bronze Icar", "Discovery of Self" awards and the Vl. Odoevsky Prize.
They are born out of genetic laboratories, already having turned fifteen. None of them has ever seen Earth. By the Emperor’s will, they lay the Trasse in Deep Space—step by step, decaparsec after decaparsec, from one star to the next, from one inhabited world to the next. They have no other choice: the price of a Solar Visa is twenty-five years of work on the Trasse. The only release is death.
The dead man is named Mark Baino. He’s a spaceman, just like any other. He performs his duties conscientiously. A faithful friend and partner. Over time, even memories of his own death are erased, and the work makes him feel alive. After all, the Cosmos is vast, and anything is possible in it. There’s plenty of work, but Earth is so far away.
What does Earth mean to a spaceman, and what does a spaceman mean to Earth?
Earth shouldn’t have killed Mark Baino’s friends—he valued them. And Earth shouldn’t have killed him again—one time was enough.