Genre Science Fiction. Page - 66
The EARTHBOUND Series is a set of five original, character driven novels in a science fiction setting, featuring an ordinary hero with everyday problems: He has a boss, a job that's a grind, a wife who doesn't understand him (but wants him home for dinner) and a high-maintenance girlfriend on the side. He just happens to hail from another world...
A group of people, former inhabitants of Earth, return to see it in it's current status. As they observe the planet from above, they ascertain the good, the bad, and the down-right ugly scenarions taking place in today's society.
A small team visits Earth, where they enhance current technology and develop new forms of green energy. Showing man how things should be done.
As each opportunity had slipped away, we learned to sacrifice our consciences for this sociopath's economy. As every minute escaped, a greedy mouth swallowed another placebo. The world had lost all love and bliss. And so we prostrated ourselves to billboards and worshiped technological madness. That is how we had traded our souls for an empire of greed. That is how we had made a prison for paradise.
Saatswei'ell is going nowhere with his experiment and he is desperate to get results. As he attempts to prove a point, he makes a grand mistake with crazy repercussions! He is a klutz at times and it's one of those times that he calls up an innocent bystander.
Marie is in trouble but it's not her fault that she is caught in the crossfire. People are starting to come up missing, dead and alive all over the world.
This is proving to be the worst accident he has ever caused, but with the help of his friend and assistant Aaksaun and their new friend Marie they will work against the clock to fix the problem before anyone else is pulled against their will into The Foundation Zone, accidentally.
I remember her best as a brightness: a splash of amber against the rain, wet and blurred, her hair pulled up in the imagined style of a dead people. It always rains on Papho, drip-mists and drobbles taking turns like gentle rocking waves, a pulse that becomes a way of life, rising in crescendo to the terror of the summer monsoons. They say that the new natives have a hundred different words for rain, but the truth is simply that they have many ways of expressing what they feel.