Atomic Heart

By Manuel Alves

At the core of the Industrial Revolution the world is on the verge of extraordinary technological advancements. A new and powerful energy source rises to dethrone the generalized use of steam. In the right hands, the new power source can speed up Mankind’s development but on the wrong hands it can destroy the world.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Manuel Alves
• Release date: Nov 28, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301915484

Manuel Alves

https://www.patreon.com/manuelalves--O autor só fala de si mesmo na terceira pessoa quando tem de falar do autor ou, é claro, quando pratica a extraordinária arte da feitiçaria imaginativa — há quem lhe chame Escrita. Se houvesse na minha vida lugar para gatos, teria dois e um seria um Gremlin disfarçado. Tenho um furão e uma hiena — ambos imaginários.--The author only speaks of himself in the third person when he has to speak about the author or, of course, when he conjures the extraordinary art of imaginative sorcery—some call it Writing. If there was any place for cats in my life, I would have two and one of them would be a Gremlin in disguise. I have a ferret and a hyena—both imaginary.

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Atomic Heart

By Manuel Alves

Copyright 2012 Manuel Alves

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Atomic Heart

Excerpt: Red Legacy

The author

Atomic Heart

Momo was able to spend all day looking through the big laboratory window directly into the Sun without going blind. He saw things very far away as if they were very close. He saw the Sun as a heart in the sky, pulsing with bursts of heat instead of just beating. Momo didn’t see just a flat shiny disc; he saw a sphere with all three dimensions, rich with extraordinary details no one else was able to see with naked eyes. Except Nini—she had eyes likes his.

We don’t belong here, said Momo. We should be able to touch the Sun.

We don’t need to dream about prodigies, said Nini. "We are the prodigy."

No. We are just the proof Man longs to step away from God’s shadow.

Momo focused a dark sunspot and observed the luminosity changes on the Sun’s surface.

Our very existence is absurd, he said. "The very concept of God is absurd. Especially for us."

"And don’t you suppose that touching the Sun defies everything we know possible?"

Momo kept looking at the sky. Nini was right. Still, touching the Sun presented itself as a dream closer to any reality than shaking God’s hand.

"Don’t you ever wonder, Nini?