Estou tentando lembrar o título de um livro, com uma mulher telepática.
Isso é Engenheiros cósmicos por Clifford D. Simak (rima com gimmick ), que também foi a resposta para esta velha questão . Foi originalmente publicado como uma série no fevereiro , March e Abril, 1939 questões de Astounding Science-Fiction , disponíveis no Internet Archive ([ 1 ], [ 2 ], [ 3 ]). Você reconhece alguma essas capas ? O romance tem sua própria página da Wikipédia . Aqui está uma revisão .
Ela estava dormindo em algum tipo de estase,
Her speech was broken. Her tongue and lips refused to work the way they should, but he understood what she tried to say.
"Yes, I'm all right." She lay quietly on the table. "What year is this?" she asked.
"It's 6948," he told her.
Her eyes widened and she looked at him with a startled glance. "Almost a thousand years," she said. "You are sure of the year?"
He nodded. "That is about the only thing that I am really sure of."
"How is that?"
"Why, finding you here," said Gary, "and reviving you again. I still don't believe it happened."
bloqueado por anos em uma espécie de cápsula no espaço.
"They condemned me to space," she said. "They put me in that shell you found me in and a war cruiser towed it out to Pluto's orbit and cut it loose. It was an old condemned craft, its machinery outmoded. They ripped out the rockets and turned it into a prison for me."
Sua consciência foi preservada, então ela teve que fazer algo enquanto isso, quando ela foi acordada por um explorador espacial ou algo assim, ela já ganhou uma habilidade telepática.
"I knew it would be a gamble," she said. "I knew he intended that I should take that gamble. Maybe he had a wild scheme of coming out and hunting for me. Maybe something happened and he couldn't come. Maybe he tried and failed. Maybe the war . . . got him. But he had given me a chance, a desperate chance to beat the fate the military court had set for me. I removed the steel partition in the engine room to make the tank. That took many weeks. I etched the copper plate. I went outside on the shell and etched the lines beside the lock. I'm afraid that wasn't a very good job."
"And then," said Herb, "you put yourself to sleep."
"Not exactly sleep," she said. "Because my brain still worked. I thought and thought, for almost a thousand years. My mind set up problems and worked them out. I developed a flair for pure deduction, since my mind was the only thing left for me to work with. I believe I even developed telepathic powers."
É claro que há muito mais na história: aliens, robôs, universos em colisão, etc. Aqui está a sinopse da capa dos anos 1964 Edição da biblioteca de bolso :
"UPON YOU,
AND YOU ALONE
MUST REST THE FATE
OF THE UNIVERSE.
YOU ARE THE ONLY
ONES TO SAVE IT."
Thus spoke the mysterious Cosmic
Engineers to a small group of human
beings on the rim of the Solar System.
Somewhere out there in the vastness
of the galaxies lurked the greatest
challenge they would ever face--the
catastrophic fury of the Hellhounds of
Space. Promptly, courageously the
earthlings boarded their galactic
spaceships and journeyed out far be-
yond uncharted stars, plunging into
dangers too awful to even contemplate.