The Farris Channel
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The multi-generation saga of the founding of the legendary House of Zeor, that began with Rimon Farris's story in First Channel (Sime~Gen, Book Three), continued with the story of Rimon's son, Zeth Farris, Channel's Destiny (Sime~Gen, Book Five), now culminates with the story of Zeth's son, Del Rimon Farris, in The Farris Channel (Sime~Gen, Book Twelve). The Sime~Gen Series is the story of the House of Zeor, an institution that spans thousands of years and shapes human future history. The power behind its longevity and success is the love of two Souls who meet lifetime after lifetime, in tragedy and triumph, amidst an ever-growing cadre of friends, enemies, and supporters. But like real people everywhere, few of these Souls have any inkling of what they did to deserve their fates–or what to do to make things better. The greatest among them can only guess–and pay the price for their actions. Here is the price that Del Rimon Farris pays to convey his vision to his future descendants. A fantastic new entry in a bestselling science-fantasy series!
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To the souls currently living as Salomon, Ernest, Naomi Gail, Becca, Paul, Deborah Ruth, and Julia Summer. Whoever you may be when you read this, know that you are loved, respected, admired, and cherished.
Being Star Trek fans, they wrote stories to argue for their own answers, Sime~Gen fan fiction stories. That body of fan fiction is now much larger than the professionally published novels, and available online for free reading via Simegen.com.
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Drenched in sweat, shaking, he coughed in the smoke and dust, suddenly hyperaware of the smell of singed flesh, the screams of the horses, the stench of fear. He let himself drift duoconscious again, still leaning all his weight into holding his horse’s nose down, keeping the animal from bolting into the mass of humanity ahead of him. He rejoined the other channels trying to control the ambient. The burned Companion was being carried into the Fort. Raiders would soon learn not to use fire as a weapon against Forts.
Above them, from the top of the stockade wall, arrows arced into the massing Freebanders, peppering the ambient with the pain of each hit. Despite his effort to avoid it, Solamar zlinned each plume of selyn rushing out of a junct renSime already near Attrition.
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