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Название книги: The Summoner
Автор(ы): Gail Martin
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Summoner-192413.html
This book would not have happened without the patience, support and belief of family, friends and colleagues. I'm deeply grateful to my husband, Larry, and to my children - Kyrie, Chandler and Cody – for encouraging, proofreading, and enabling my work. Thanks also to family and friends who proofed and made suggestions though many drafts. And special thanks to Ethan Ellenberg, my agent, and to Christian Dunn and Mark Newton at Solaris, for believing.
CHAPTER ONE
"Walk carefully, my prince," the ghost warned. "You are in great danger this night."Outside the mullioned windows, Martris Drayke could hear the revelry of the feast day crowds. Torchlight glittered beyond the glass, and costumed figures danced, singing and catcalling, past the castle tower. Dressed in the four aspects of the One Goddess, Margolan's sacred Lady, the partygoers lurched behind an effigy of the Crone Mother, far more intent, this Feast of the Departed, on appeasing their appetite for ale than memorializing the dead."From whom?" Tris returned his at
Название книги: The Summoner
Автор(ы): Gail Martin
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/The-Summoner-192413.html
This book would not have happened without the patience, support and belief of family, friends and colleagues. I'm deeply grateful to my husband, Larry, and to my children - Kyrie, Chandler and Cody – for encouraging, proofreading, and enabling my work. Thanks also to family and friends who proofed and made suggestions though many drafts. And special thanks to Ethan Ellenberg, my agent, and to Christian Dunn and Mark Newton at Solaris, for believing.
CHAPTER ONE
"Walk carefully, my prince," the ghost warned. "You are in great danger this night."Outside the mullioned windows, Martris Drayke could hear the revelry of the feast day crowds. Torchlight glittered beyond the glass, and costumed figures danced, singing and catcalling, past the castle tower. Dressed in the four aspects of the One Goddess, Margolan's sacred Lady, the partygoers lurched behind an effigy of the Crone Mother, far more intent, this Feast of the Departed, on appeasing their appetite for ale than memorializing the dead."From whom?" Tris returned his at
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