A scorched planet. Few earthers remain. Everyone else has levitated to the stratosphere or tunneled underground. Dual utopias? Planned purgatories? Two worlds colliding. Skymen versus molemen. But there is time yet for romance. Two exiles mining for a quiet corner all to themselves. A deputy mayor desperate for a last chance at happiness. An earther and wildebeest coming to a new understanding. Death and Chaos locking mouths. How different will the latest apocalypse be from a classic love story?
