Excerpt Campaign: To Sleep in a Sea of Stars by Christopher Paolini

Posted by Jessi (Geo) on May 27, 2020 | 0 Comments

I’m super excited to be sharing the second part of this excerpt for To Sleep in a Sea of Stars by Christopher Paolini today! The excerpt is broken into multiple parts, so you can read the whole thing by visiting different blogs each day!

About the book

To Sleep in a Sea of Stars by Christopher Paolini
Publication date: 9/15/2020

Macmillan | Amazon

Kira Navárez dreamed of finding life on new worlds.

Now she has awakened a nightmare.

While exploring a distant planet, she discovers an alien relic that thrusts her into an epic journey
of transformation and discovery.
Her odyssey will carry her to the far reaches of the galaxy.
Earth and her colonies are on the brink of annihilation.

One woman.
The will to survive.
The hope of humanity.

This epic novel follows Kira Navárez, who, during a routine survey mission on an uncolonized
planet, finds an alien relic that thrusts her into the wonders and the nightmares of first contact.
Epic space battles for the fate of humanity take her to the farthest reaches of the galaxy and, in
the process, transform not only her ― but the entire course of history.

About the author

Christopher Paolini was born in Southern California and has lived most of his life in Paradise
Valley, Montana. He published his first novel, Eragon, in 2003 at the age of 19, and quickly
became a publishing phenomenon. His Inheritance Cycle—Eragon and its three sequels—have
sold nearly 40 million copies worldwide. This is his first adult novel.

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Excerpt

Kira dug her fingers into her arm, scrubbing at it as a scream of revulsion threatened to
erupt out of her. Neghar collapsed backwards. Then the clot moved. It twitched like a clump of muscle hit with an electrical current.

People shouted and jumped away. Alan retreated toward Kira, never taking his eyes off
the unformed lump. Kira dry-heaved. She took another step back. Her arm was burning: thin lines of fire squirming across her skin.

She looked down. Her nails had carved furrows in her flesh, crimson gashes that ended with crumpled strips of skin. And within the furrows, she saw another something twitch.

Kira fell to the floor, screaming. The pain was all-consuming. That much she was aware
of. It was the only thing she was aware of. She arched her back and thrashed, clawing at the floor, desperate to escape the onslaught of agony. She screamed again; she screamed so hard her voice broke and a slick of hot blood coated her throat.

She couldn’t breathe. The pain was too intense. Her skin was burning, and it felt as if her veins were filled with acid and her flesh was tearing itself from her limbs. Dark shapes blocked the light overhead as people moved around her. Alan’s face appeared next to her. She thrashed again, and she was on her stomach, her cheek pressed flat against the hard surface.

Her body relaxed for a second, and she took a single, gasping breath before going rigid and loosing a silent howl. The muscles of her face cramped with the force of her rictus, and tears leaked from the corners of her eyes. Hands turned her over. They gripped her arms and legs, holding them in place. It did nothing to stop the pain.

“Kira!”

She forced her eyes open and, with blurry vision, saw Alan and, behind him, Fizel leaning toward her with a hypo. Farther back, Jenan, Yugo, and Seppo were pinning her legs to the floor, while Ivanova and Marie-Élise helped Neghar away from the clot on the deck.

“Kira! Look at me! Look at me!”

She tried to reply, but all she succeeded in doing was uttering a strangled whimper. Then Fizel pressed the hypo against her shoulder. Whatever he injected didn’t seem to have any effect. Her heels drummed against the floor, and she felt her head slam against the deck, again and again.