The Aeronaut's Windlass
(Sprache: Englisch)
Jim Butcher, the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Dresden Files and the Codex Alera novels, conjures up a new series set in a fantastic world of noble families, steam-powered technology, and magic-wielding warriors...
Since time immemorial,...
Since time immemorial,...
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Jim Butcher, the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Dresden Files and the Codex Alera novels, conjures up a new series set in a fantastic world of noble families, steam-powered technology, and magic-wielding warriors...Since time immemorial, the Spires have sheltered humanity. Within their halls, the ruling aristocratic houses develop scientific marvels, foster trade alliances, and maintain fleets of airships to keep the peace.
Captain Grimm commands the merchant ship Predator. Loyal to Spire Albion, he has taken their side in the cold war with Spire Aurora, disrupting the enemy's shipping lines by attacking their cargo vessels. But when the Predator is damaged in combat, Grimm joins a team of Albion agents on a vital mission in exchange for fully restoring his ship.
And as Grimm undertakes this task, he learns that the conflict between the Spires is merely a premonition of things to come. Humanity's ancient enemy, silent for more than ten thousand years, has begun to stir once more. And death will follow in its wake...
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PrologueSpire Albion, Habble Morning, House Lancaster
Gwendolyn Margaret Elizabeth Lancaster, said Mother in a firm, cross voice, you will cease this nonsense at once.
Now, Mother, Gwendolyn replied absently, we have discussed the matter at length upon multiple occasions. She frowned down at the gauntlet upon her left hand and rotated her wrist slightly. The number three strap is too tight, Sarah. The crystal is digging into my palm.
Just a moment, miss. Sarah bent nearer the gauntlet s fastenings, eyeing them over the rims of her spectacles. She made a series of quick, deft adjustments and asked, Is that better?
Gwendolyn tried the motion again and smiled. Excellent. Thank you, Sarah.
Of course, miss, Sarah said. She began to smile but glanced aside at Mother and schooled her expression into soberly appropriate diffidence.
There has been no discussion, Mother said, folding her arms. Discussion implies discourse. You have simply pretended I wasn t in the room when I broached the subject.
Gwendolyn turned to smile sweetly. Mother, we can have this conversation again if you wish, but I have not altered my intentions in the least. I will not attend Lady Hadshaw s Finishing Academy.
I would be more than pleased to see you enter the Etheric Engineering Academy along with
Oh! Gwendolyn said, rolling her eyes. I ve been working with those systems in the testing shop since I could walk, and I m quite sure I will go mad if I have to endure two years worth of introductory courses.
Mother shook her head. Gwendolyn, you cannot possibly think that
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Enough, Gwendolyn said. I will enter the Spirearch s Guard. I will take the oath. I will spend a year in the Service. She turned to regard her reflection in the long mirror, adjusted her skirts marginally, and straightened the lapels of her short bolero jacket. Honestly, other daughters of the high Houses take the oath. I cannot imagine why you re making such a fuss.
Other Houses are not the Lancasters, Mother said, her voice suddenly cold. Other Houses do not rule the highest habble of the Council. Other Houses are not custodians of the sternest responsibility within all of Spire Albion.
Mother. Gwendolyn sighed. Honestly, as if the people living in the lower levels of the Spire are less worthy somehow. And besides, those great vats and crystals all but mind themselves.
You are young, Mother said. You have little appreciation of how much those crystals are needed, and not only by those of Habble Morning or the Fleet, or of all the planning and foresight that must go into producing a single crystal over the
The course of generations, Gwendolyn interrupted. No, apparently I have not been enlightened to your satisfaction I would, however, submit to you that another repetition of this particular bit of pedantry seems unlikely to correct the situation, and that therefore the least frustrating course of action for all involved would be to abort the attempt.
Gwendolyn, Mother said, her eyes narrowing. You will return to your chambers in the next ten seconds or I swear to God in Heaven that I shall beat you soundly.
Ah. Now they came to it. Gwendolyn suppressed a flash of purely childish fear, and then one of much more reasonable anger, and forced herself to consider the situation and the room in a calm and rational manner.
Mother s outburst had been so entirely appalling as to freeze Sa
Enough, Gwendolyn said. I will enter the Spirearch s Guard. I will take the oath. I will spend a year in the Service. She turned to regard her reflection in the long mirror, adjusted her skirts marginally, and straightened the lapels of her short bolero jacket. Honestly, other daughters of the high Houses take the oath. I cannot imagine why you re making such a fuss.
Other Houses are not the Lancasters, Mother said, her voice suddenly cold. Other Houses do not rule the highest habble of the Council. Other Houses are not custodians of the sternest responsibility within all of Spire Albion.
Mother. Gwendolyn sighed. Honestly, as if the people living in the lower levels of the Spire are less worthy somehow. And besides, those great vats and crystals all but mind themselves.
You are young, Mother said. You have little appreciation of how much those crystals are needed, and not only by those of Habble Morning or the Fleet, or of all the planning and foresight that must go into producing a single crystal over the
The course of generations, Gwendolyn interrupted. No, apparently I have not been enlightened to your satisfaction I would, however, submit to you that another repetition of this particular bit of pedantry seems unlikely to correct the situation, and that therefore the least frustrating course of action for all involved would be to abort the attempt.
Gwendolyn, Mother said, her eyes narrowing. You will return to your chambers in the next ten seconds or I swear to God in Heaven that I shall beat you soundly.
Ah. Now they came to it. Gwendolyn suppressed a flash of purely childish fear, and then one of much more reasonable anger, and forced herself to consider the situation and the room in a calm and rational manner.
Mother s outburst had been so entirely appalling as to freeze Sa
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Autoren-Porträt von Jim Butcher
Jim Butcher
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Jim Butcher
- 2016, 768 Seiten, Maße: 10,6 x 19 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: ACE
- ISBN-10: 0451466810
- ISBN-13: 9780451466815
- Erscheinungsdatum: 27.06.2016
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
So Jim Butcher is writing futuristic dystopian steampunk? You had me at Jim Butcher, actually. But the rest is cool too....Great action scenes, a fascinating world, and characters of a sort I've never seen before. Yup. This is everything I ve come to expect from Jim Butcher, but in a delightful new flavor. #1 New York Times bestselling author Patrick RothfussWow. Just wow. Beware fellow readers, herein lies adventure that will keep you from food or rest It is as if Jules Verne, H. Rider Haggard, Patrick O Brien and...well, Jim Butcher all got together and wrote a book. Steampunk done very, very right. Butcher proves yet again that he is an amazing storyteller. #1 New York Times bestselling author Patricia Briggs
This is Jim Butcher at his best, drawing a fully realized, richly detailed, and downright fun literary world where fearless aeronauts ride the aether, brilliant wizards struggle with doorknobs, and a thirty-pound feline warrior keeps a pet human named Little Mouse. It s steampunk meets magic with a dose of sci-fi for seasoning. Buy it and read it. You ll be glad you did. New York Times bestselling author David Weber
Butcher opens the imaginative Cinder Spires series with this sweeping fantastical epic...[It's] a fascinating, adventurous, and intricate story. Butcher brings a fresh and exciting perspective to secondary-world steampunk, giving the reader a thrilling ride. Publishers Weekly (starred review)
Butcher, the bestselling author of the Dresden Files, now launches the Cinder Spires, a new epic fantasy, steampunk hybrid series that has shades of both Naomi Novik and Cherie Priest...With shifting points of view, short chapters, fast-paced action, and awesome battle scenes, the large cast of characters, elaborate world building, and intricate plot are revealed quickly and realized fully. It all reminds readers of when they first fell for Harry Dresden. Booklist (starred review)
[Butcher] blends
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familiar steampunk and fantasy elements (airships, wizardry, and heroes from a monarch s guard) in a fresh and wonderful way that results in a fantastic ride. This should well satisfy fans of fantasy, sf, or their stepchild steampunk. Library Journal (starred review)
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