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La Miseria es tierra de nadie: una peligrosa y corrupta frontera entre la República y los Reyes de las Profundidades. Cuando los traidores, ladrones y espías tratan de burlar a la autoridad, van a parar a la Miseria. El trabajo del capitán Ryhalt Galharrow es, siempre que no hayan sido presa de las retorcidas criaturas que habitan en sus cambiantes y contaminadas arenas. Hay una paz tensa, incluso para un hombre de la experiencia de Galharrow. Pero es un lugar necesario, porque la única defensa de la República contra los Reyes de las Profundidades es la «Máquina» de Punzón, un arma de poder incomparable que protege las fronteras del desierto, siempre y cuando no empiece a fallar...
336 pages, Paperback
First published July 27, 2017
“Spirits knew I needed the money. More than I ever had before. But there are promises you make to yourself, vows you place your pride in. Some things are worth the struggle.�
“The world is a cruel mother, a matron of darkness, selfishness, greed, and misery. For most, their time suckling at her breast is naught but a scramble through stinging, tearing briars before a naked, shameful collapse as the flesh gives out. And yet in the bright eyes of every newborn, there lies a spark, a potential for goodness, the possibility of a life worth living. That spark deserves its chance. And though most of them will turn out to be as worthless as the parents who sired them, while the cruelty of the earth will tell them to release their innocence and join in the drawing of daggers, every now and then one manages to clutch to its beauty and refuses to release it into the dark.�
“Some men are born to charm ladies and spread their irresponsible seed across the land. Some exist to create the great works of art that inspire dreams and drive creativity for generations. Others are born to till the fields, put bread on the table, and raise their sons to till the fields, put bread on the table, raise sons of their own. I was born to end lives.�
“I’m Blackwing Captain Ryhalt Galharrow. I’m here to beat the living shit out of you until you tell me what I need to know.�
“The blasts that had created that stalemate had left their scars deep in the earth. Nobody and nothing moved out there in the poisoned lands of the Misery�
“The great mistake of man is to believe that other men can live up to the ideals that we set them.�
“Back behind where my heart should have been, I harboured a fury hotter than any pile of burning literature could ever produce, a rage born of fear and pain and longing. I needed to see a head roll across the floor, and I needed it to be his.�
From the moment we’re born, the sands of our lives are draining through the hourglass. Living is the biggest steal we ever make, but nobody gets away with it.