Author: | Jay Kristoff | ISBN: | 9781466843011 |
Publisher: | St. Martin's Press | Publication: | August 13, 2013 |
Imprint: | Thomas Dunne Books | Language: | English |
Author: | Jay Kristoff |
ISBN: | 9781466843011 |
Publisher: | St. Martin's Press |
Publication: | August 13, 2013 |
Imprint: | Thomas Dunne Books |
Language: | English |
An original eNovella set in the world of the Lotus War before the events of Stormdancer...
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 Shogunate 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.
An original eNovella set in the world of the Lotus War before the events of Stormdancer...
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 Shogunate 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.