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Raptoraem : (The Raptoraem Saga Book 1)
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"Ambitious. Stylish. Unique.
Silbey is a writer that has brought us a world that you can more then see and hear, but touch and smell as well. The voice of the world demands the reader's attention. Prose and poetry flow together to weave the world and i" Read more of this review » |
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"Any fan of more gritty, dark and adult stories is probably going to feel right at home. Be warned however: every warning is absolutely warranted, The Drowned Star doesn't have a name like that for no reason. Raptoraem is a dark tale that still finds "
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"I asked myself what word I would pick if I had only one to describe the whole book, and I thought about
“deadline”. It’s a fitting word for the sea that cyclically closes the passage between Raptoaraem and Solarium, our two main cities: Better be don" Read more of this review » |
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“Beauty will never be among Stryx’s virtues. She belongs to the rarer company of faces too strange to ignore.”
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“The door is locked. The city stays outside with its ash, its sorrow, its dead, sealed under acid-green skies.
Mordiger’s mind follows none of it now. He is looking at Vira and seeing an entire day’s worth of pressure undone by the simple, solid fact of flesh. “Let’s see what indulgences we can afford,” he says. “Strip.” Sibley K. |
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“The blackout is absolute. But the Strait of Veils glows. Lanterns sway on chains strung between steeples. Candles bloom in alcoves like ghost-white lilies. A luminous fungus—star-moss—creeps up the sides of buildings in phosphorescent veins. The air is a stew of incense: myrrh, opium, embalming resins, and the cold ghost of crematoria ash. Sound is its own sonic mire: bells tolling, chants rising, street-preachers bellowing. Nearby, choirs are perpetually pitched in prayer; elsewhere, in scream-shacks tucked behind prayer halls, penitents are perpetually flayed.”
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“He turns to the others. “We have clipped our wings long enough for this gutter state. Drachenherz offers protection, reach—a seat at the table. Leave him in the dirt. We can still fly.”
“Show me,” Mordiger says.
Drewe stares.
“Go on.” Mordiger smiles, a tepid reflex turned terrifying. “Fly.”
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“Show me,” Mordiger says.
Drewe stares.
“Go on.” Mordiger smiles, a tepid reflex turned terrifying. “Fly.”
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“The lantern-glow refused to touch him.
He drank it, devoured it, made of himself an avatar of negative space. For an instant the girl thought she saw a crown of black iron and twisted silver cresting a skull whose eye-sockets ran deep as the Pit.
He stepped forward.”
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He drank it, devoured it, made of himself an avatar of negative space. For an instant the girl thought she saw a crown of black iron and twisted silver cresting a skull whose eye-sockets ran deep as the Pit.
He stepped forward.”
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“The lantern-glow refused to touch him.
He drank it, devoured it, made of himself an avatar of negative space. For an instant the girl thought she saw a crown of black iron and twisted silver cresting a skull whose eye-sockets ran deep as the Pit.
He stepped forward.”
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He drank it, devoured it, made of himself an avatar of negative space. For an instant the girl thought she saw a crown of black iron and twisted silver cresting a skull whose eye-sockets ran deep as the Pit.
He stepped forward.”
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“Bargain?” he repeated. “With men who barter with our bones? Tfu.”
Pitbound made that sound to ward off wickedness. Between the Monster’s teeth, it sounded like wickedness answering back.”
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Pitbound made that sound to ward off wickedness. Between the Monster’s teeth, it sounded like wickedness answering back.”
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