Excerpt: Fire Blossom

Linus Weaving holds the line between what could be an invasion, or Humanity's best hope for first contact with alien life- and he is only fourteen years old. Will he lose himself as an extraterrestrial program seemingly rewrites him, or will his idealism carry the Fire Blossom into a new world of trusting that which once invaded it? What existed before not only us, but Earth itself? Will Humanity rise to meet a new challenge with a open palm, or a closed fist? Are we ready for first contact, or will our instincts of distrust destroy everything?