Title: SURDSTUM
Genre: YA sci-fi
Word Count: 93,000
Query:
Everyone has wondered what it would be like to have
telepathic powers and read the thoughts of everyone around you, but what if the
opposite were true? What if everyone else was telepathic except you, cut
out of society and looked upon with suspicion or pity? This is the
struggle of Loustor Taikees.
In a world where people have telepathic nodes sticking
up from their heads, Loustor was born with with a deformity that left him deaf
and mute to the thoughts of others. After a rough childhood, he determines
to leave his telepathic family and find a colony of nontelepaths like him.
During his quest, he is attacked on the streets, framed for smuggling,
drafted to the front lines of a never-ending war, and inspired by his fellow
"entees" to learn that disability can never hold him back.
First 250:
Loustor Taikees sat alone. The shades were closed over
the window, walling off the world. The only light in the room came from a dim
bulb hanging low from the ceiling.
He liked the dark. It helped him to forget the world
around him. The world had forgotten him, so it only seemed fitting to return
the favor.
A call rang up from downstairs. “Lou?”
Loustor sighed and ignored it.
He sat in a low wooden chair under the dangling bulb
with just enough light to read. There was a book in his lap, a thick biological
encyclopedia meant for students years older than he was. Books were everywhere
in the dusty room around him, some shelved neatly, more scattered on the floor,
and others sticking out from every corner in tall piles. The titles ranged from
archaic philosophy to children’s adventure stories to modern engineering texts.
He owned hundreds of paper tomes, and he had read and reread each of them time
and again. Other than the shelves for the books and the chair in which Loustor
sat, the room held only a little bed and a dresser whose drawers stuck open. It
was all he needed.
“Lou?” The voice rang out again. He looked up,
frowned, and returned to his book.
Another few minutes of silence passed.
“Loustor Taikees! You hear me?” the voice from
downstairs called out louder than before.
Loustor tossed the book onto his bed and climbed out
of the low chair. It was time to rejoin the world.