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A long-awaited sequel to the iconic Inquestor Series, S.P. Somtow provides a new entry into his classic world of a dying galactic empire replete with spectacle, color, beauty and savagery. "He may yet give us the greatest science fiction novel of all time" — Analog
The songs of Sajit were known and loved through the million worlds of the Dispersal of Man. He was the favorite of Elloran, most powerful, most compassionate of the godlike Inquestors — even, it was rumored, his lover.
In his old age, Ton Elloran visits a backwater planet that purports to contain the tomb of Sajit. A nostalgic visit to his childhood companion birth planet, however, reveals that everything he thought he knew about his closest friend was wrong — and that there were at least two Sajits, their stories bifurcating and melding in an ever more complex skein of memory, desire, and loss.
Homeworld of the Heart begins in a small village in a backworld — where a microscopic glitch in Inquestral management has caused two contradictory games of makrúgh to be played out. People bins are raining from the sky, a city is devouring another city, and a goddess must learn to become a whore as cultures and worlds clash.
The Inquestor Series is like Game of Thrones — but on a galactic scale. For twenty centuries, the godlike Inquestors have ruled the million worlds of the Dispersal of Man, keeping all its disparate civilizations in precarious balance by playing the star-destroying game of makrúgh.
Theodore Sturgeon said "Somtow deals with the greatest magnitude of concept since Stapledon … I deeply envy anyone who has not read the tale of the Inquestors, for they have before them this transcendent experience."
Orson Scott Card said of this series, "he can create a world with less apparent effort than some writers devote to creating a small room …" and in Homeworld of the Heart Somtow revisits and vastly expands the teeming landscape of the Inquestor series.
“he can create a world with less apparent effort than some writers devote to creating a small room … yet these tales are intricately wrought as those handcarved oriental balls within balls” — The Washington Post
“his dense, poetic prose is as unique as his name”
— Los Angeles Times
“One of SF’s formidable talents!”
“His multicultural viewpoint may yet give us the best SF novel of all time” — Analog