"On n'est pas dans le futurisme, mais dans un drame bourgeois ou un thriller atmosphérique"
The islands of Prospera lie in a vast ocean: in splendid isolation from the rest of humanity, or whatever remains of it. . .
Citizens of the main island enjoy privileged lives, attended to by the support staff who live on a cramped neighbouring island, where whispers begin to grow into cries for revolution.
Meanwhile, life for Prosperans is perfection - and when it''s not, their bodies are sent to the mysterious third island: a facility named The Nursery, to be rebooted and restart life afresh.
Proctor Bennett is a Ferryman, who shepherds the soon-to-be retired into the unknown. He never questioned his work until the day he is delivered a cryptic message:
"The world is not the world...".
These simple words unravel something that he has secretly suspected. They seep into strange dreams - of the stars and the sea - and the unshakeable feeling that someone is trying to tell him something important.
Something greater than anyone could possibly imagine, which could change the fate of humanity itself...
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