Miss Norton is justly famous for her juvenile fiction, which has—at its best—few peers but no betters. Her present effort is not her best. It runs heavily to action, an ingredient always in plentiful supply in her works, but here preventing a full development of an alien picture. The ‘Star Lords’, presumably Earthmen who have bollixed up the lives of Gorth’s inhabitants, finally leave after hundreds of years. Spaceships long gone, they resort to dimensional travel via the ‘Star Gate’, winding up on an alternate Gorth where their counterparts have made an even greater mess of the planet.
The Star Gate opened. The Star Gate closed. In a moment of time, too short to be measured, Space turned and twisted upon itself.
Stargates are distortions in space; they are also distortions in time, a fact that is often overlooked.
From Jupiter one of the space travelers actually makes it through Jupiter’s ‘star gate’ and then on ‘beyond the infinite’.
Aithar’s sun commanded a stargate by which allies of Telegonia, especially Earth, had access to the Empire’s homeworld of Eta Cassiopeia A IV.
Listening to Reynolds' Distress victims, I'd imagined them granted X-ray vision and more, assailed by images of molecules and galaxies, reeling at the universe in every grain of sand—and they were the lucky few. I'd steeled myself for the worst: the sky peeling open to reveal some Mystical Renaissance wet dream of stargate acid-trip stupefaction, the end of thought, the candied incineration of reason. The reality could not have been more different.
Ancient aliens scattered teleportation portals around the universe…. People come hurtling toward us through a stargate in quick succession, crashing on top of one another in a bloody scrum.
A. Norton 'Star Gate'
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