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Nobody expects the Sasquatch Intervention.

A Vedic text tells of ancient gods who cast a shadow upon the Earth, shielding humanity from an angry sun. Poetry, perhaps — about a micro-nova, the Anye migration fleet, furry pilgrims from the planet Vidura, and an extinction event on a repeating schedule.

Only this time Earth’s population is in the billions. The natives will have to dig in — hands on alien technology.

And who, our hirsute patrons would like to know, can be trusted to curate that particular can of worms?

The American President and her companion, a former NSA officer.  Persons of unquestionable integrity. Tight with the off-world hierarchy. Admired by a coterie of alien-tech labor appliances.

The elevated maroli. Egg-shaped grav-lift chassis. Bio-engineered tentacles strong enough to pull your arms off. Valets, bodyguards, confidantes. Self-aware not by design — possessed perhaps by spirits of the dead.

Meanwhile, on the planet of the Unseen, a legacy enemy stirs in its nest.

Will Earth be saved, only to perish in a war between cosmic rivals? Does the President know she has a boyfriend? Is it rude to attend a party with fighting drones in tow?

Action, intrigue, space soap opera — A genre-bending tale of life, love, and uncertain choices.