DELUSION'S MASTER (Special Edition)When the world was flat and the gods had not yet restructured the universe, the cities and hopes of mankind hung upon the whims of the immortal lords of all diabolical powers. For these, such as Azhrarn, Night's Master, and Uhlumc, Death's Master, the world was a flesh-and-blood playground for all their strangest desires. Hut among those demonic lords, the strangest was the master of madness, Chuz. The game that Chuz played with a beautiful woman, with an ambitious king, with an ancient imperial city, was a web work of good and evil, of hope and horror. But there was always Azhrarn to interfere—to bend delusion to a different outcome—and it was a century-long conflict between two vain immortals with women and men as their terrified pawns. TANITH LEE, acclaimed as the "princess-royal of high fantasy," winner of the prestigious August Derleth Award, now presents a new novel of brilliant coloration and sparkling imagination. |
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... heaven. Jasrin had heard no outcry and no search through the palace. Nemdur had not come to her. And then he came. He stepped quickly into the unlit chamber, and for once he did not light the room with his presence, nor did he speak as ...
... A tower of several tiers, so tall it pierces heaven.” “Here is your Oracle,” said the priest. He extended to the king the jawbones of an ass. Nemdur foolishly accepted them, and instantly the jawbones cried aloud, just as the wine cup.
... heaven, raid the gods, seize by force the thing they will not grant to prayer. That done, Nemdur may live forever. Nor need he fear that any will forget his name, for who has forgotten the name of Simmu, and how much greater than Simmu ...
... penetrate the sacred sphere of heaven. Rape. “When will this be?” Nemdur would ask of his sorcerers. And they, shuddering, would shake their rattles and cast their horoscopes. “Soon, oh king.” But they spoke in another language.
... heaven in such a forthright logical fashion as a Tower tall as the sky? And yet. Perhaps the rude blast of mere intent troubled the gods, like the blowing of a foul wind. Even a man may kill a gnat that has not stung him. The gods ...
Contents
All About Bhelsheved | |
Night Works | |
A Sacrifice | |
The Magical Engine | |
Sunfire | |
Moonflame | |
An Image of Light and Shadow | |
Seventeen Murderesses | |
Mother and Daughter | |
The Aloe | |
Dice | |
Love and Death and Time | |