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“someone's sent a loving note in lines of returning geese and as the moon fills my western chamber as petals dance over the flowing stream again I think of you the two of us living a sadness apart a hurt that can't be removed yet when my gaze comes down my heart stays up”

Quote by Orson Scott Card

Work

The Ender Quintet

The Ender Quintet is a collection of five science fiction novels that delve into complex narratives centered around a young boy named Andrew 'Ender' Wiggin. The series is known for its exploration of military tactics, the psychological development of children, and the broader implications of human society in a future where interstellar conflict is a constant threat. The books follow Ender's journey from a child prodigy to a military leader, as he faces various challenges and moral dilemmas throughout the series. more

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Orson Scott Card
Orson Scott Card

Orson Scott Card, born on August 24, 1951, is a renowned science fiction novelist from the United States. His works are known for their profound philosophical insights and rich imagination, with 'Ender's Game' series being particularly famous and influential in the science fiction genre. more

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