![]() ![]() Somewhere down there lay their quarry, hidden. There was no movement apart from the soft waves prompted by the stirring of the air. The suns were beating down upon the plain, the weather warm, and the Clear Season grasses riffled in a gentle breeze. ![]() Men Darnak gave a quick glance toward the offending animal, eyes narrowed, then turned back to scanning the grassland below. He never knew when his aide and advisor might pop up with something useful. The man would take no part in the hunt, but Men Darnak liked him around. Behind him, Sandon Yl Aris sat astride his own padder. He pulled back gently on the reins, stilling the animal and reached down, almost automatically, to check the spear haft slotted into its leather case at his right. ![]() The beast snorted, sensing the repositioning of the Principal's weight and took a step forward. Leannis Men Darnak shifted uneasily on his padder. From the author of Wyrmhole, Metal Sky, The Star Tablet and Wall of Mirrors, Caselberg gives us a new interpretation of a classic tale. Against a backdrop of cataclysmic conditions, an alien race and a society forced to come to terms with the cyclical changes of their colony world, politics and intrigue thrive. Set in a distant binary star system, warring families struggle for supremacy. ![]()
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