![]() One fine spring afternoon, when the roses in the gardens of the Koenigswald Academy were in bloom, and the lawns were emerald green, and the river was sapphire blue, and the experimental green-houses burst with weird life, the professors of the Faculty of Psychological Sciences met in the Faculty’s ancient August Hall, in a handsomely appointed upstairs library, where they stood in a little group drinking sherry and saying their good-byes to their colleague Dr. "synopsis" may belong to another edition of this title. And the servants of the Line are on the march. John Creedmoor, reluctant Agent of the Gun and would-be gentleman of leisure, travels west, too, looking to steal the secret or die trying. Now Liv Alverhuysen, a doctor of the new science of psychology, travels west, hoping to heal the general's shattered mind. But locked in his memories is a secret that could change the West forever, and the world's warring powers would do anything to take it from him. The Republic is now history, and the last of its generals sits forgotten and nameless in a madhouse on the edge of creation. ![]() The world that now exists has been carved out amid a war between two rival factions: the Line, enslaving the world with industry, and the Gun, a cult of terror and violence. Thirty years ago, the Red Republic fought to remake the West-fought gloriously, and failed. ![]() Between the wild shores of uncreation, and the ancient lands of the East lies the vast expanse of the West-young, chaotic, magnificent, war-torn. ![]()
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