Sung In Blood

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Sung In Blood


Author:
Glen Cook

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Science fiction


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Glen Cook Sung In Blood I Death stalked the night. It haunted the shadowed alleys of Shasesserre. Those it passed near hurried away, driven by the knives of fear. Death wore the guise of a squat, gnarly man in a vile yellow mask, the mask of a shantor, a carrier of the weeping sickness. Death was a liar, a wearer of false faces. The gnarly man zigzagged the darkest ways, hurrying toward the city's heart—the Plaza of Jehrke Victorious. Across his back he carried a rag-wrapped bundle. He reached the edge of the great square. Beyond, the Rock and its crown, Citadel Nibroc, reared their humped and spikey silhouettes against the stars. It was a rare and cloud-clear night there at the crossroads 'twixt land and sea. Between plaza's edge and Citadel stood a five-hundred-foot temporary needle of timbers, kept upright by scores of guylines. The masked man paused to see if he was observed, then ran to its foot. He swarmed upward with the tireless energy of a machine. When he reached the...

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