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Against The Fall Of Night by Arthur C. Clarke
Against the Fall of Night – The city has existed for billions of years. Surrounded by impenetrable walls, the inhabitants, the last of mankind, are immortal. Every need and desire is furnished by robots. No one has ever left the city. But one young man wants to know what else is out there. . . .
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Book Details
Against The Fall Of Night was Arthur C. Clarke’s first novel. It was originally published in Startling Stories in the November, 1948 issue. It was rewritten and published as The City and the Stars in 1956. It is published here in its original form complete with all of the original illustrations.
The city has existed for billions of years. Surrounded by impenetrable walls, the inhabitants, the last of mankind, are immortal. Every need and desire is furnished by robots. No one has ever left the city. But one young man wants to know what else is out there. . . .
From the Lotosland prison of a dying world an atavistic youth strikes out for the stars and the glory that all mankind has long forsaken!
Prologue
Chapter I – The Prison of Diaspar
Chapter II – Start of the Search
Chapter III – The Tomb of Yarlan Zey
Chapter IV – The Way Beneath
Chapter V – The Land of Lys
Chapter VI – The Last Niagara
Chapter VII – The Crater Dweller
Chapter VIII – The Story of Shalmirane
Chapter IX – Master of the Robot
Chapter X – Duplication
Chapter XI – The Council
Chapter XII – The Ship
Chapter XIII -The Crisis
Chapter XIV – Out of the System
Chapter XV – Vanamonde
Chapter XVI – Two Meetings
Chapter XVII – The Black Sun
Chapter XVIII – Renaissance
Arthur C. Clarke (1917-2008) is considered one of the three giants of 20th century Science Fiction along with Robert Heinlein and Isaac Asimov. He is best known for his collaboration with the director Stanley Kubrick on 2001: A Space Odyssey based on his earlier story, The Sentinel, written in 1948 as an entry in a BBC short story competition.
Against The Fall Of Night has 8 illustrations.

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Prologue
NOT once in a generation did the voice of the city change as it was changing now. Day and night, age after age, it had never faltered. To myriads of men it had been the first and the last sound they had ever heard. It was part of the city— when it ceased the city would be dead and the desert sands would be settling in the great streets of Diaspar.
Even here, half a mile above the ground, the sudden hush brought Convar out to the balcony. Far below, the moving ways were still sweeping between the great buildings, but now they were thronged with silent crowds. Something had drawn the languid people of the city from their homes. In their thousands they were drifting slowly between the cliffs of colored metal. And then Convar saw that all those myriads of faces were turned towards the sky.
For a moment fear crept into his soul— fear lest, after all these ages, the Invaders had come again to Earth. Then he too was staring at the sky, entranced by a wonder he had never hoped to see again. He watched for many minutes before he went to fetch his infant son.
The child Alvin was frightened at first. The soaring spires of the city, the moving specks two thousand feet below—these were part of his world, but the thing in the sky was beyond all his experience. It was larger than any of the city’s buildings, and its whiteness was so dazzling that it hurt the eye. Though it seemed to be solid the restless winds were changing its outlines even as he watched.
Once, Alvin knew, the skies of Earth had been filled with strange shapes. Out of space the great ships had come, bearing unknown treasures, to berth at the Port of Diaspar. But that was half a billion years ago. Before the beginning of history the Port had been buried by the drifting sand.
Convar’s voice was sad when presently he spoke to his son.
“Look at it well, Alvin,” he said. “It may be the last the world will ever know. I have only seen one other in all my life and once they filled the skies of Earth.
They watched in silence, and with them all the thousands in the streets and towers of Diaspar, until the last cloud slowly faded from sight, sucked dry by the hot, parched air of the unending deserts.”
Excerpt From: Arthur C. Clarke. “Against The Fall Of Night.”

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