Summer Knight:The Dresden Files
Jim Butcher
Language: English
Pages: 371
ISBN: 0451458923
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Private detective/wizard-for-hire Harry Dresden is suckered into tangling in the affairs of Faerie, where the fate of the entire world-and his soul-are at stake.
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Altogether—but for one. The other band members sagged into their seats, a couple of them simply collapsing onto the floor, but the lead trumpet stayed standing, belting out a solo while the Winter Lords danced. He was a middle-aged man, a little overweight, and his face flushed scarlet, then purple as his trumpet rang out through the solo. Then, all at once, the Sidhe stopped dancing. Dozens of beautiful faces turned to watch the soloist, eyes glittering in the muted light. The man continued to.
Appeared beside me, and a woman’s voice said, “Honestly, child, it isn’t as though I’m far away. There’s no reason to shout.” I jerked in surprise and nearly fell into the lake. I turned to my left to face my faerie godmother, who stood calmly upon the surface of the water, bobbing up and down a bit as waves passed under her feet. Lea stood nearly my own height, but instead of dark contrasts and harsh angles, she was a creature of gliding curves and gentle shades. Hair the color of flame.
Memory, something from Elaine. I staggered and pushed it away from me, regaining my senses. The motes crowded around the unicorn, darting in to brush against it one at a time, and at each touch the faerie beast went wild. It spun and kicked and screamed and lashed out with its horn, lunging at insubstantial adversaries in wild frenzy, but all to no avail. I looked past them to see Elaine standing in place, her hand extended, her face set in an expression of concentration and strain. “Harry,”.
As a result, Faerie resembles the real world in a lot of ways. It is fairly permanent and unchanging, for example, and has several versions of weather. But make no mistake—it isn’t Earth. The rules of reality don’t apply as tightly as they do in our world, so Faerie can be viciously treacherous. Most who go into it never come back. And I had a gut feeling that I was running through the heart of Faerie. The ground sloped down and grew wetter, softer. The mist swallowed sound quickly behind me,.
Give that answer, boy?” “Because it’s a stupid question. The answer isn’t as simple as one or the other.” “Precisely,” Summer said. She walked to the fire and withdrew a baking sheet on a long handle. A roundish loaf of bread was on it. She set it on a rack to cool. “This child sees what she does not.” “It is not in her nature,” Winter murmured. “She is what she is.” Mother Summer sighed and nodded. “These are strange times.” “Hold on,” I said. “What she are you talking about, here? It’s.