![]() After just a few minutes the cleaner is dead from the poisoned dust in the air. ![]() ![]() They are sent outside to clean the uppermost window while the deep downers of the silo make the slow ascent to watch the dust removed from the skyview. We have seen what happens to those who try to break free of the rigidity of the silo and who manage to think back to the life before. In Wool and Shift the world of the silo is brought vividly into focus as are the lives of the men and women who have to live this way consigned to one of over ninety floors, all linked by porters who run up and down the mammoth central staircase, passing messages between farms, engineering, schools, IT, law, hospitals and homes. It would be impossible to read Dust without having first read Wool ( review here) and its successor, albeit a prequel, Shift ( review). ![]() Now it’s time to look outside the claustrophobic cylinders towards their surrounding post-apocalyptic landscape of dust. Each novel is named so well, including the last. Partly written as novellas, now coerced together into a near perfect whole, and partly developed as more lengthy explorations of the minds of those who live within the buried, noisy, metal silos, controlling their destiny or victim of it, the trilogy is now ready to end. Over the course of 2013, one of my favourite and most intense reading experiences has been the sequence of extraordinary dystopian novels, Wool. ![]() If you’ve not read the earlier novels, Wool and Shift, then proceed no further… ![]()
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