Songs of Thalassa

Follow Sage’s epic journey to a pristine ocean planet

Can the songs of the songs of Thalassa heal Earth?

Twelve light-years from Earth lies Thalassa,
an uncharted ocean planet shrouded in storms, secrets,
and the echoes of a vanished past

For Sage Thompson, a fallen big-wave champion haunted by loss and exile, the journey to Thalassa is a last shot at redemption. Once celebrated across the virtual surf world, she now rides the edge of obscurity. But this mission isn’t just about reclaiming a title—it’s personal. Her father vanished on Thalassa years ago during a doomed expedition. Now, Sage follows his path through space in search of answers.

What she finds is beyond imagining: a water-covered world teeming with alien beauty, spiritual resonance, and ethereal songs that speak directly to her soul. As rivalries ignite and ancient forces stir beneath the waves, Sage must confront the truth about her past, her culture, and the fragile line between science and spirit.

Part ecological parable, part cosmic adventure, Songs of Thalassa is a powerful tale of ancestry, awakening, and the mysterious intelligence of the sea.

Explore Procyon

Explore a young binary star system ravaged by asteroids

Discover Thalassa

Discover a dynamic ocean planet and its monster waves

Experience Sage’s Journey

Follow her heroic path to environmental consciousness

What people are saying about Songs of Thalassa:

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…blends cutting-edge oceanography, marine biology, Hawaiian culture, and music into a delightful hard-SF tale sure to join the ranks of fine water worlds.”

Don Sakers, Analog Science Fiction and Fact Magazine

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Hawaiian surfing, spirituality, science and science fiction merge in this futurist epic.”

David Helvarg, Author of The Golden Shore

>>> Excerpts from the book <<<

From Chapter 30, Songs of Thalassa

“A light caught her eye in the darkness as she saw a narrow vertical shaft filled with brilliant beams above. She swam toward it and noticed countless creatures floating peacefully in the narrow space: dime-sized versions of the green amoeba-plankton, copious jellies, and innumerable tiny transparent pika, and larval mantis squid bristling with appendages pulsing through the water, and a whole array of small creatures she’d never seen before. As she ascended toward the light, the living soup of creatures gently brushed against her. Surfacing inside a massive cavern, she took a huge breath. After her long submergences, it was a breath of life, and she felt resurrected into a new awareness.

Looking up, she saw rays beaming down from a skylight in the roof of the cave. Replenished and curious, she dove underwater and floated among the myriad current-flung creatures gently swirling around her; mixed in a sea of fine bubbles, their touch was an intensely personal experience. Here, in this moment, she was one creature among many and felt fully connected to the Thalassian sea and its life. All were one, just like the lichens, and they were aware of her. Her hands moved gracefully through the crystal-clear water as animals spun softly around them. Her hair entangled with sea life, and her feet created eddies, with small creatures circling in the whorls. It was her harmonious dance with life”

From Chapter 22, Black Rain

“Days ago, the eastern clouds merged with the western storm to form a giant dark mass of angry thunderheads as the wind howled through the valleys and along the cliffs. As the sky let loose its watery burden, the feeble streams grew into raging torrents. It was as if all of Thalassa’s great oceans had evaporated into the sky and were suddenly rushing back to the sea. The storm came in great thundering sheets of water pierced by lightning. Then it would die down for a few minutes or an hour, just enough for them to see the mainland across the bay through the mists, but then it would start up again.

A spider web of rivulets, streams, and rivers pouring off the island filled with so much yellow-red-black sediment that the sea had become a swirling cauldron of brown-and-white madness. The tides had grown frighteningly large, seemingly overnight. The inland sea drained at night then rushed back at dawn as a huge, frothing chocolate wall. In front of the cave, the sea came in from both sides, colliding in a gigantic upheaval of foam that shook the island in its rage. And it was growing; every day the tides were bigger, with the high tide approaching the edge of their cave. Although she had hope that it would completely drain the inland sea and they could scramble across, she worried about seeing her way through the veiled madness.”