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A forced landing is a pilot's worst nightmare. The forced landing of an airliner on the frigid wastes of Antarctica, is unimaginable. As winter draws its white cloak over the continent rescue becomes impossible; hope slips away, and the ice entombs its victims. Years pass: generations come and go; alien contact is made and the world is subjugated. Now the future depends on one man

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A forced landing is a pilot's worst nightmare. The forced landing of an airliner on the frigid wastes of Antarctica, is unimaginable. As winter draws its white cloak over the continent rescue becomes impossible; hope slips away, and the ice entombs its victims. Years pass: generations come and go; alien contact is made and the world is subjugated. Now the future depends on one man

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Autorenporträt
Starshipwriter is a pen name chosen to reflect the author's passion for space exploration, science fiction, and adventure. The name also pays homage to the infinite possibilities of the cosmos.

Background: Growing up with a lifelong fascination with science fiction, Starshipwriter began writing stories as a teenager.

How it all began: Subterranean was my first book and is based on an actual experience. Well almost... there really was a Bushby Hall. It was torn down many years ago but briefly in the late summer of my fourteenth year the old house made an impression that has lasted throughtout my life. I never did find out what was behind the two bricked up arches and to put my mind to rest I had to create what could have been and as they say... the rest is history.