Sleep Toward the Maybe

Eighty-three million people. Room on the arks for a hundred and eighty thousand.Earth has fallen, and no one can say why. Now Eos is dying too, and the people who can leave are running. The arithmetic is merciless. Adrian Vale and his sister Lyra are chosen. Their mother, the colony's gardener, stays behind to tend what is still alive.Past the edge of every map, the stars ahead begin to go out, one at a time, with no sound and no reason. Then the fleet passes something the eye can't hold. It does not seem to notice them. But in its wake, thousands of sleepers wake remembering the dead: a mother's garden, a wife who never existed, a child no one remembers having.Some call it a message. Some call it a weapon. As the fleet splits over the answer, Adrian, who has spent his life refusing to reach for anything he might lose, has to learn what his mother knew: how to love someone completely, and then let them go.Somewhere ahead, maybe, there is a shore. Few of them will live to see what grows there. They plant anyway.A haunting generation-ship novel about grief, memory, and the care we pass to people we will never meet.