Аннотация
Lisa Smedman
Storm of the Dead
PRELUDE
The sava board hung in a space between the planes, a bridge between the realms of two rival goddesses.
On one side was Lolth's realm-the Demonweb Pits-a blasted ruin of blackened rock, overshadowed by a dark sky the color of a bruise. Eight pinpoints of ruddy light shone down with a fitful glow, turning blood-red the spiderwebs that drifted on the wind. Souls drifted with them, their agonized screams and howls rending the air.
On the other side was Eilistraee's realm, a forest dappled with light and shadow. Thick branches screened the moon, the only source of illumination. It hung in the sky, unmoving, a blade-straight line bisecting its face. Half illuminated, half in shadow-like the moonstone fruits that hung from the branches below.
Songs drifted through the woods on which the half-moon shone: a multitude of duets. High, female voices paired with mid-range male voices. Yet some of the male voices had an ed...
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