By J. V. Jones
"Wonderful . . . J.V. Jones is a notable writer." So says Robert Jordan, the writer of The Wheel of Time epic fable sequence. And Jones lives as much as that compliment within the hugely charged epic event of Ash March and Raif Sevrance, outcasts whose fates are entwined by way of destiny and via desire, within the chilly, darkish international that threatens to be torn asunder via a battle to finish all wars. they're yet of many that struggle the scary Endlords, yet either Ash and Raif are specified in distinctive ways in which isolate them, but which additionally let them to accomplish heroic acts that may store their world.Raif, wrongly accused and bring to an end from his extended family by way of the treachery in their new headsman, has a expertise for killing that's a part of his curse and his burden. yet he bears one other burden of better weight. Ash is a sacred warrior to the Sull, an old race whose numbers have declined.Raised as a foundling, she by no means knew her precise background, she needs to learn how to settle for the bad presents of her heritage.But as Ash learns extra of her better destiny, Raif's job looms darkish and determined, for he needs to trip in the course of the nightmare realm of the wish, a spot the place even the Sull now worry to tread. For deep in the wish is the castle of gray Ice, and there he needs to heal the breach within the Blindwall that already threatens the area. should still he fail, no longer even Ash's powers can retailer them...
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It made him feel young and unimportant, a fish inside a whale. There before him, dominating the center of the space, stood the stone table that Jamie Roy had brought across the mountains during the Great Settlement. It had taken an army of men to move it, had occupied ancient roundhouses that no longer stood, spent a hundred years rotting at the bottom of the Flow, and now it lived here, with the bones of the Dhoone kings. Vaylo had no desire to touch it, yet his hand moved toward it all the same.
Anger sparked within Raif. " Close now, the Listener shook off Raif's question as if it were nothing more than snow on his back. Coming to a halt, he repeated the words he had spoken to Raif when first he saw him. " Raif felt the same strange thrill, almost as if he were hearing a god speak his name, yet he would not let himself be distracted. "The girl. " The Listener crooked his mitted fist and turned. Slowly, he walked away, heading for the hills and frost boils that rose sharply to the north of the village.
I want you at my side, Raina. " It took all her concentration to keep standing. The smell of his sweat brought back memories she could not bear. The Oldwood ... his hand clamping over her mouth as he drove her head into the snow ... As she stood shaking quietly Mace waited. When he realized she would not speak he released her hand. " She drew in breath. There was no anger in her, just sickness. She thought that she might faint. " A hard sound issued from his throat, and suddenly he was beside her, his hands on the small of her back.
A Fortress of Grey Ice: Book Two of Sword of Shadows by J. V. Jones