Publisher's Synopsis
A lonely anthropologist explores the stars in search of art, and maybe a friend.
"I have been to so many worlds, seen so many galaxies. I have seen skies of blue and gold, spined oceans of roiling madness, titanic steepled towers built for a purpose long since lost.But I have encountered only endings, every story long since concluded; I have never seen a planet thriving. Is this it? Have all planets run their course? Are the conditions of the universe such that life can no longer prosper as once it did?"
The universe is dying. Lonely and cold, every race on every planet has met its ending. The traveller now wanders the stars, disturbing centuries old graves in search of art and history, and perhaps, just perhaps, a race that has not yet succumbed to the dark.
As the ground grows cold and the stars begin to fade, settle in and hear the tales of the hollow traveller, of journeys taken and the endings witnessed. The traveller has been party to so many endings; to cruelty and desperation, and to hope and glory. Hear the stories, know the endings, and remember the people who were there before.
