The Last Stormdancer
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Your blood-red skies are filled with smoke. Your bleach-white histories with lies. You walk sleeping. Wake senseless. Breathing deep of toxic blooms and forgetting all that has gone before.But I remember.I remember when two brothers waged bloody war over the right to sit in their father’s empty chair. I remember when orphaned twins faced each other across a field of crimson and steel, the fate of the Shima Shōgunate hanging in the poisoned sky between them.I remember when a blind boy stood before a court of storms and talons, armed only with a thin sword and a muttered prophecy and a desperate dream of saving the world.I remember when the skies above Shima were not red, but blue. Filled with thunder tigers.I remember when they left you.And I remember why.Let me tell you, monkey-child.
Data sheet
- Name of the Author
- Джей Кристофф
- Language
- English