A sequel to ‘The Prize Beyond Gold’ from Asimovs December 2010, which I was singularly unmoved by : “Fairly leaden rumination on issues around sporting achievement in the future” I noted.

This time around Creasey looks at extreme body modification which enables humans to fly.

So, does this story soar higher than the previous story, like an eagle effortlessly gliding on an updraft? Nah. Truth be told it’s more of a turkey, equally cumbersome as the earlier story, in terms of being quite prosaic and spelling out the issues for the reader every step (or wingbeat) of the way.