By S. K. Dunstall
The strains. No send can traverse the void with out them. basically linesmen can paintings with them. yet purely Ean Lambert hears their music. and everybody thinks he's crazy...
Most slum children by no means cross a ways, on no account changing into a level-ten linesman like Ean. no matter if he's a part of a small, and unethical, cartel, and the opposite linesmen disdain his self-taught equipment, he's qualified and working.
Then a mysterious flying saucers is came upon on the edges of the galaxy. all of the significant galactic powers is wanting to be the 1st to discover the ship's secrets and techniques, yet all they've discovered is that it has the frequent strains of energy—and a safety approach that, as soon as caused, annihilates every little thing in a two hundred kilometer radius.
The vessel threatens any linesman who dares to process it, other than Ean. His specific abilities could be the key to knowing this alarming new force—and reconfiguring the connection among people and the ships that serve them, eternally.