By Isaac Asimov
Gold is Isaac Asimov's first unique number of technology fiction in over a decade. it's also his final technology fiction assortment, one containing all of his uncollected SF tales that experience by no means ahead of seemed in e-book shape. Gold is the ultimate and crowning achievementof the fifty-five 12 months occupation of technology fiction's transcendent genius, the world-famous writer who outlined the sector of SF for its practitioners, for its hundreds of thousands of readers, and for the realm at huge. The tales amassed the following for the 1st time diversity from the funny to the profound, for Asimov used to be engaged till the tip of his days within the paintings of redefining and increasing the bounds of the literature he enjoyed, and certainly, helped create. and there's extra. For on the middle of this striking compendium is the identify tale, "Gold," a relocating and revealing drama a couple of author who gambles every thing on an opportunity at immortality-a gamble Asimov himself made. And received.
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