|Dimensions||17.5 × 10.5 × 2 cm|
Very good. The book is in very good condition. There may be some wear to the cover with no noticeable writing on the pages. Possible mild book foxing.
Vazkor, Son of Vazkor1st Editions, Fantasy
I saw her, hanging in the sky like a flake of the moon. A woman, her face masked by a black shireen, her body by a black shift, but her white arms spread, and her white, white, bone-white hair blowing all around her like a flame composed of smoke. Recognition was immediate. It was my mother.
I shouted at her:
“Your son, Ettook’s warrior! Do yo like what you have made of me? I might have been a prince in Eshkorek Arnor, or in Eziann. I might have been a king with a great army at my back, beautiful women to please me, and Power to make all men do as I wished. Do you like what you have made of me?”
It was crystal clear to me, what he had meant for me, my father, Vazkor, what she had robbed me of. And I drew from my belt my hunting knife and threw it at her heart.
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