By Martha Wells
Tremaine Valiarde and a small, courageous band of heroes ventured right into a wondrous new realm on their determined project to avoid wasting Ile-Rien from the conquering Gardier. Now, as a continuing enemy creates chaos and destruction -- with the destiny of the mystical urban of Lodun putting within the stability -- the final desire of a land besieged may possibly leisure at the a long way part of a mystery portal.
But the entrance results in a mysterious spoil hidden in the back of the notable Gate of Gods -- and to perils that dwarf whatever Tremaine and her allies can have very likely imagined. . . .
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The body had retained in death the position it had last adopted in life: seated upright, feet crossed at the ankles, hands placed on lap. What made a mockery of the body’s posture was the absence of its head. The dark orifice of the windpipe and a notched stub of backbone showed in cross section. The impact of the projectile had blasted the skull and its contents in a liquidised spray across the room and against the far wall. " Vishi nodded to a vacant armchair. " Chandra sighed. "Okay. I want you to question her, find out if she noticed anything.
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Beyond the ‘port, the city was a patchwork of residential apartments, hotels, parks, and gardens, shot through with long roads and pedestrian walkways. Bengal Station was a cultural amalgam of Calcutta and Bangkok: on the upper-deck the latest polycarbon architecture designed in India and Thailand created a state-of-the art skyline, while overhead fliers mach’d along colour-coded air corridors. The nineteen levels below were enclosed, each shelf a claustrophobic hive-city of corridors, walkways, and roads between cramped, two-storey structures, inhabited by citizens who never saw the light of day for years on end.