The Ferryman
A Novel
(Sprache: Englisch)
NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • “Next to impossible to put down . . . exciting, mysterious, and totally satisfying.”—STEPHEN KING
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NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER • “Next to impossible to put down . . . exciting, mysterious, and totally satisfying.”—STEPHEN KINGFrom the author of The Passage comes a riveting standalone novel about a group of survivors on a hidden island utopia—where the truth isn’t what it seems.
A POLYGON BEST BOOK OF THE YEAR
The islands of Prospera lie in a vast ocean, in splendid isolation from the rest of humanity—or whatever remains of it.
Citizens of the main island enjoy privileged lives. They are attended to by support staff who live on a cramped neighboring island, where whispers of revolt are brewing—but for the Prosperans, life is perfection. And when the end of life approaches, they’re sent to a mysterious third island, where their bodies are refreshed, their memories are wiped away, and they return to start life anew.
Proctor Bennett is a ferryman, whose job it is to enforce the retirement process when necessary. He never questions his work, until the day he receives a cryptic message:
“The world is not the world.”
These simple words unlock something he has secretly suspected. They seep into strange dreams of the stars and the sea. They give him the unshakable feeling that someone is trying to tell him something important.
Something no one could possibly imagine, something that could change the fate of humanity itself.
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1The dream was always the same.
I am swimming in the sea. Below the surface, breath held, I push my way forward through a liquid, blue-green world. My limbs feel clean and strong, my strokes effortlessly powerful; sunlight shimmers on the surface, far above.
On a trail of exhaled bubbles, I ascend. The sun is setting, making ribbons of color against a purpling dome of sky. Drawn by an unknown influence my actions are neither voluntary nor involuntary, they simply are I swim away from shore. Night falls slowly, then all at once, whereupon I experience a terrible sense of error. This is all a grand mistake. I pivot toward shore to find no lights anywhere; the land has disappeared. Panicked, I spin wildly in the water, all sense of direction obliterated. I am alone in an infinite sea.
You don t have to be afraid, Proctor.
A woman is swimming next to me with a smooth breaststroke, her head held erect above the surface, like a seal s. I cannot make out her face; her voice isn t one I know. Yet there is something about her presence that fills me with a great calm. It is as if I have been waiting for her; at last she is here.
It won t be long now, she says gently. I ll show you the way.
Where are we going?
But she doesn t answer. As she glides away, I follow. There is no wind, no current. The surface of the sea is as motionless as stone, the only sound the gentle swish of water passing through our cupped hands.
She gestures skyward. Can you see it?
A single brilliant star has appeared. It s different from the others brighter, more distinct, with a bluish tint.
Do you remember the star, Proctor?
Do I? My thoughts are diffuse, drifting like chips of straw in a current. They skip from point to point. The ocean, its impersonal, inky vastness. The star, piercing the sky like a beacon. All is known and unknown; all familiar, all strange.
You re cold, she says.
I am. My limbs tremble, my teeth are chattering. She
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moves beside me.
Take my hand.
I have, it appears, already done so. Her skin is warm; it seems to pulsate with life. It is a rich sensation, powerful as a tide. It flows through my body in a wave of softness. A feeling of homecoming, of home.
Are you ready?
She pivots toward me. For a moment her face is revealed, but the image is too quick, unable to be retained, and then she is kissing me, pressing her mouth to mine. A torrent of sensation barrels through me. It is as if my mind and body have suddenly been linked to infinite forces. I think: This is how it feels to love. How have we forgotten how to love? The woman s arms have coiled around me, pinning my hands to my chest. Simultaneously, I become aware that the character of the water is altering. It is becoming less dense.
Time to wake up, Proctor.
I wave my legs frantically to hold myself afloat. But this is useless. It s as if I m kicking air. I am held fast, barely able to move; the sea is dissolving, opening like a maw. Terror squeezes my throat, I cannot cry out . . .
Her voice is a whisper, close to my ear: Look down.
I do, and with that, I plunge. We plunge, down into an infinite black abyss, and the last thing I think is this:
The sea is full of stars.
My name is Proctor Bennett. Here is what I ve called my life.
I am a citizen of the archipelago state called Prospera. Located far from any landmass, Prospera exists in splendid isolation, hidden from the world. Its climate, like all things about it, is entirely beneficent: warming sunshine, cooling ocean breezes, and frequent, gentle rains. Island one, known as Pr
Take my hand.
I have, it appears, already done so. Her skin is warm; it seems to pulsate with life. It is a rich sensation, powerful as a tide. It flows through my body in a wave of softness. A feeling of homecoming, of home.
Are you ready?
She pivots toward me. For a moment her face is revealed, but the image is too quick, unable to be retained, and then she is kissing me, pressing her mouth to mine. A torrent of sensation barrels through me. It is as if my mind and body have suddenly been linked to infinite forces. I think: This is how it feels to love. How have we forgotten how to love? The woman s arms have coiled around me, pinning my hands to my chest. Simultaneously, I become aware that the character of the water is altering. It is becoming less dense.
Time to wake up, Proctor.
I wave my legs frantically to hold myself afloat. But this is useless. It s as if I m kicking air. I am held fast, barely able to move; the sea is dissolving, opening like a maw. Terror squeezes my throat, I cannot cry out . . .
Her voice is a whisper, close to my ear: Look down.
I do, and with that, I plunge. We plunge, down into an infinite black abyss, and the last thing I think is this:
The sea is full of stars.
My name is Proctor Bennett. Here is what I ve called my life.
I am a citizen of the archipelago state called Prospera. Located far from any landmass, Prospera exists in splendid isolation, hidden from the world. Its climate, like all things about it, is entirely beneficent: warming sunshine, cooling ocean breezes, and frequent, gentle rains. Island one, known as Pr
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Autoren-Porträt von Justin Cronin
Justin Cronin
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- Autor: Justin Cronin
- 2023, Internationale Ausgabe, 560 Seiten, Masse: 23,3 x 15,3 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Ballantine Books
- ISBN-10: 0593722647
- ISBN-13: 9780593722640
- Erscheinungsdatum: 08.05.2023
Sprache:
Englisch
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A feat of addictive storytelling. The Wall Street JournalThe Ferryman is next to impossible to put down once you ve read the first few pages. Exciting, mysterious, and totally satisfying, this is a book to get lost in. Stephen King
A mind-bending novel full of big ideas and a roller coaster s worth of twists and turns so powerful and thrilling! Andy Weir
Fiction doesn t get better than this. A transcendent meditation on the human condition, delivered through gorgeous prose, characters who steal your heart, and riveting storytelling that is guaranteed to put the rest of your life on hold until you ve turned the final page. Blake Crouch
Cronin s shrewd world-building allows us to have it both ways: We sink into aspirational fantasy even as we relish the author s sly commentary on a certain species of coastal elite. . . . It s a careful book with a limited cast, animated by the bonds of parental and romantic love. An undercurrent of grief, organized around a pure, almost unobjectionable family tragedy, forms the book s emotional core. The New York Times Book Review
An intricate mystery that deals with loss and devastation on levels both personal and global. It s a love story as well, or rather a catalog of love stories. The Boston Globe
A wondrous epic both brilliant and terrifying . . . As complex as his imagined worlds become, Justin Cronin is always reminding us, masterfully, of the simplest and deepest bonds. The Ferryman, to me, is a novel about love. Amanda Eyre Ward
Complex and brilliant . . . a carefully weaved and detailed world . . . This was not just a novel, but an experience. The Fantasy Review
Unique, spellbinding and utterly thought-provoking. Just when you are convinced that you have anticipated the ending, The Ferryman delivers a heart-wrenching twist, leading you down another road entirely. The
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Ferryman was non-stop action, all leading to the inevitable conclusion that will stick with you. Mystery and Suspense Magazine
Cronin s firm command of the plot s sinuous dynamics, and his creation of believable characters shaped by well-wrought strengths and flaws, make this bold gesture work. The result is a sensational speculative tale that is sure to get people talking. Publishers Weekly (starred review)
It s a hefty book that moves with an astounding quickness yet another excellent offering from an author with a boundless imagination and talent to spare. Twisty, thrilling, and beautifully written. Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
A page-turner that is impossible to put down . . . a profoundly genius culmination of every twisty event and unveiled secret caps off this mind-bending masterpiece. . . . Library Journal (starred review)
A great option for fans of the accessible, compelling, and thought-provoking [science fiction] of authors such as Blake Crouch, Cherie Dimaline, and Neal Stephenson. Booklist (starred review)
Cronin s firm command of the plot s sinuous dynamics, and his creation of believable characters shaped by well-wrought strengths and flaws, make this bold gesture work. The result is a sensational speculative tale that is sure to get people talking. Publishers Weekly (starred review)
It s a hefty book that moves with an astounding quickness yet another excellent offering from an author with a boundless imagination and talent to spare. Twisty, thrilling, and beautifully written. Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
A page-turner that is impossible to put down . . . a profoundly genius culmination of every twisty event and unveiled secret caps off this mind-bending masterpiece. . . . Library Journal (starred review)
A great option for fans of the accessible, compelling, and thought-provoking [science fiction] of authors such as Blake Crouch, Cherie Dimaline, and Neal Stephenson. Booklist (starred review)
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