Framing the Dialogue

Sleeping Giants

A young girl wanders off of the path during a walk and falls into a hand.  Not bad guys, but a large, hand that seems to have been buried a long long time ago.

“My father didn’t want to talk about it afterward. When I asked what I had fallen into, he just found new clever ways of explaining what a hole was. It was about a week later that someone rang the doorbell. I called for my father to go, but I got no answer. I ran down the stairs and opened the door. It was one of the firemen that had gotten me out of the hole. He’d taken some pictures and thought I’d like to see them. He was right. There I was, this tiny little thing at the bottom of the hole, lying on my back in the palm of a giant metal hand.”

Fast forward and the same girl as an adult is tasked with investigating that hand; its origins and its composition.  Her discovery leads to a frantic, world-wide search.  Is what they created for good or evil and will its makers be happy with the discovery?

“I’ve been giving a lot of thought to Oppenheimer and the Manhattan Project these past few days. I haven’t been building a bomb, but it’s becoming increasingly difficult to ignore a very simple truth. I am building a weapon, and a formidable one at that. But that’s not the truth I’m hiding from. There’s no hiding from that. I spend most of my time understanding just how devastating it can be. I realize it may have been an instrument of peace, but not the kind of peace achieved through righteousness and understanding. This is meant to be a killing machine, one of such might and power that no one would stand against it.”

Sleeping Giants is the first in a trilogy by Sylvain Neuvel.  The premise is far-fetched, but I loved it.  The group tasked with literally uncovering the secret seems naïve yet dedicated to their task.  This was really interesting and I’m looking forward to the next book.

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