Symbiography

In postapocalyptic America, a solitary man crafts the world's latest form of escapism: dreams

For eighty-five years, Par Sondak has crafted dreams. Each night he retires, probes attached to his sleeping body, and builds magnificent worlds for the people of the City to enjoy. His dreams have been bestsellers for decades, and he has more than three hundred still in circulation. Sondak's niche is escapist fun; his current project is a ten-hour swords-and-sandals epic. More than a month's sleep has gone into the dream, and when he completes it, his public will clamor for more.

But when he isn't asleep, this rotund, 105-year-old man sits on his terrace and enjoys a view of the American wasteland. Beyond Sondak's laser-guarded walls, herds of Nomads lurk, scavenging for food and making sacrifices to pagan gods. Lately these savage men have stirred Sondak's curiosity. But attempting to understand them might just destroy the kingdom his dreams have built.