Add to cart. Be the first to write a review About this product. About this product Synopsis Set against the turbulent backdrop of the near future, The Ruins of Mars opens on the discovery of an ancient city buried under the sands of the red planet. Images captured by twin sentient satellites show massive domes, imposing walls, and a grid work of buildings situated directly on the rim of Mars' Grand Canyon, the Valles Marineris.
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With the resources of Earth draining away under the weight of human expansion, a plan is hatched to reclaim Mars from the cold grasp of death. A small band of explorers, astronauts, and scientists are sent to the red world in mankind's first interplanetary starship to begin construction on a human colony. Among them is a young archaeologist, named Harrison Raheem Assad, who is tasked with uncovering the secrets of the Martian ruins and their relation to the human race.
Aided by the nearly boundless mind of a god-like artificial intelligence; the explorers battle space travel, harsh Martian weather, and the deepening mystery of the forgotten alien civilization.
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Scott Fitzgerald , Paperback Martin Paperback, You may also like. James Beard Paperback Cookbooks. Books became my passport to Arrakis and Trantor, Minas Tirith and Gormenghast, Oz and Shangri-La, all the lands of myth and fable — and to the planets, moons and asteroids of our solar system as well. Frozen Pluto still a planet! Titan, with Saturn and its rings looming overhead. Mighty Jupiter, whose fearsome gravity made its inhabitants stronger than a hundred men. Venus, hidden beneath its shroud of cloud, where web-footed natives hunted dinosaurs through fetid, steaming swamps.
Mars, though … I knew Mars inside and out. A desert planet, dry and cold and red of course , it had seen a thousand civilisations rise and fall. The Martians that remained were a dwindling race, old and wise and mysterious, sometimes malignant, sometimes benevolent, always unknowable.
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Mars was a land of strange and savage beasts thoats! Mars has always had a certain fascination for us Earthlings. And Mars was red, its colour visible even to the naked eyes of the ancients; the colour of blood and fire. Small wonder the Romans named it after their god of war. Channels can be natural; canals are artificial. And was part of an era when man-made canals were very much in the public consciousness. The Erie canal, completed in , had played a key role in North America.
The Suez canal had opened in , connecting the Mediterranean to the Indian Ocean. The French would begin work on the Panama canal just a few years later, in ; the Americans would finish it in Each had been a massive undertaking, a wonder of modern engineering, and if there were canals on Mars … well, surely there must be canal builders as well. Surely there must be Martians.
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He published his findings and theories in three enormously popular and influential books: Mars , Mars and Its Canals , and Mars as the Abode of Life , promulgating the theory that the canals, long and straight and obviously artificial, had been built by a Martian race to carry water from the polar ice caps to the vast deserts of their arid planet.
Other astronomers turned their telescopes on Mars as well. Some saw nothing at all and insisted all these canals were optical illusions. By and large, the astronomical community remained sceptical of Lowell and his observations, but the idea of Martian canals, and the Martian civilisation it suggested, had taken firm root in the public consciousness.
Especially in the minds of the storytellers.
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Wells had given the world Martians, but he himself never took us to Mars. Though largely and deservedly forgotten today, the Serviss novel was widely read and influential in its day, and was the first to carry the reader across the gulf of space to the red planet. But it was a later writer who truly brought that landscape to life.
The writer behind the pseudonym was Edgar Rice Burroughs. Under that title, it would remain in print for the better part of a century, and give birth to numerous sequels, spin-offs and imitations. Though never a great writer, ERB was a master storyteller, and in John Carter and Dejah Thoris he created two characters that generations of readers would come to love and cherish, their popularity eclipsed only by that of his other creation, the jungle lord called Tarzan. Ten more Barsoom novels would follow over the next half century, some featuring John Carter, some other characters, but the world that Burroughs had created would remain the true star of the series, from the first to the last.
Barsoom was his, and his alone. How many tales were set on Mars during the heyday of the science-fiction pulps? Hundreds, surely. Thousands, probably. Tens of thousands? The Mars of my childhood was an amalgam created by many different writers, each adding their own touches and twists over the years and decades to create a kind of consensus setting, a world that belonged to everyone and no one.
Later, a little older, I encountered The Martian Chronicles , and a very different take on Old Mars from the pen of Ray Bradbury, elegiac rather than adventurous, but just as magical, just as memorable.
By the time I encountered the works of Bradbury and Zelazny, I was already writing stories of my own. My first efforts were prose superhero stories for the comic-book fanzines of the 60s, but I soon moved on to sword-and-sorcery tales and mysteries and SF, and started dreaming about making a career as a writer. One day, I expected, I would be writing my own Mars stories. It was not to be. I watched every manned launch on our old black-and-white television in our apartment in the projects, certain that I was seeing the dawn of a new age, where all the dreams of science fiction would come true.
First came Sputnik, Vanguard, Explorer. Then Mercury, Gemini, Apollo. It was Mariner that put an end to the glory days of Old Mars, and to its sister planet, Old Venus, wet and watery, with its drowned cities, endless swamps, and web-footed Venusians.