bookmate game
Terry Goodkind

Soul of the Fire

Giv mig besked når bogen er tilgængelig
Denne bog er ikke tilgængelig i streaming pt. men du kan uploade din egen epub- eller fb2-fil og læse den sammen med dine andre bøger på Bookmate. Hvordan overfører jeg en bog?


The Sword of Truth series follows Richard Cypher, a young woodsman intent on tracking down his father's murderer. His quest will take him far from home, embroiling him in an ancient war, three-millennia past, that is about to re-ignite with world-shattering violence.

Richard has traveled far from his roots as a simple woods guide. Emperor of the D'Haran Empire, war wizard, the Seeker of Truth — but none of these roles mean as much to him as his newest: husband to his beloved Kahlan Amnell, Mother Confessor of the Midlands.

But their wedding day is the key that unlocks a spell sealed away long ago in a faraway country. Now a deadly power pours forth that threatens to turn the world into a lifeless waste.

Separated from the Sword of Truth and stripped of their magic, Richard and Kahlan must journey across the Midlands to discover a dark secret from the past and a trap that could tear them apart forever. For their fate has become inextricably entwined with that of the Midlands — and there's no place so dangerous as a world without magic…
Denne bog er ikke tilgængelig i øjeblikket
932 trykte sider
Copyrightindehaver
Head of Zeus
Udgivelsesår
2015

I denne serie

Har du allerede læst den? Hvad synes du om den?
👍👎

Vurderinger

  • Darkohar delt en vurderingfor 2 år siden
    👍Værd at læse
    🚀Opslugende
    🐼Vildt sød

  • Kate_emerald_princesshar delt en vurderingfor 3 år siden
    🚀Opslugende

  • Emil Villemoes Andersenhar delt en vurderingfor 3 år siden
    👍Værd at læse

Citater

  • thilinidevindihar citeretsidste måned
    ainst our enemies."

    Richard comforted his stinging jaw and had turned from Chandalen when he noticed Kahlan returning with Du Chaillu.

    "For a woods guide," Cara said, "you manage to get yourself in a lot of trouble. Do you think you will have any wives left, now that they are finished?"

    He knew Cara was only nettling him, in her odd way trying to buoy his spirits. "One, I hope."

    "Well, if not," Cara said with a smirk, "we will always have each other."

    Richard made for
  • thilinidevindihar citeretsidste måned
    Prophecy said I would someday come to them. Prophecy and their old laws said they had to teach me this-to dance with the spirits of those who had used the sword before. I doubt they fully understood how their test would do this, just that they were to uphold their duty and if they did and I was the one, I would survive.

    "I needed that knowledge to stand against Darken Rahl and send him back to the underworld. Remember how I called him in the gathering with the Mud People, and how he escaped into this world, and then the Sisters took me?"

    "Of-course," Kahlan said. "So they forced you into a life-or-death fight against impossible odds in order to make you call upon your inner strength-your gift. And as a result you killed her thirty blade masters?"

    "Yes, exactly. They were fulfilling prophecy." He shared a long look with his only true wife-in his heart, anyway. "You know how terrible prophecy can be."

    Kahlan looked away at last and nodded, caught in her own painful memories. Prophecies had caused them many hardships and subjected them to many trials. His second wife, Nadine, forced upon him by prophecy, had been one of those trials.

    Du Chaillu's chin lifted. "Five of those the Caharin killed were my husbands and the fathers to my children."

    "Her five husbands… Dear spirits."

    Richard shot Du Chaillu a look. "You're not helping."

    "You mean, by her law, killing her husbands compels you to become her husband?"

    "No. It's not because I killed her husbands, but because defeating the thirty proved I was their Caharin. Du Chaillu is their spirit woman; by their old laws the spirit woman is meant to be the wife of the Caharin. I should have thought of it before."

    "That's obvious," Kahlan snapped.

    "Look, I know how it must sound-I know it doesn't seem to make any sense-"

    "No, it's all right. I understand." Her chill expression heated to simmering hurt. "So you did the noble thing, and married her. Of course. Makes perfect sense to me." She leaned close. "And you just got so busy and all, you forgot to mention it before you married me. Of course. I understand. Who wouldn't? A man can't be expected to recall all the wives he leaves lying about." She folded her arms and turned away. "Richard, how could you-"

    "No! It wasn't like that. I never agreed. Never. There was no ceremony. No one said any words. I never stood and swore an oath. Don't you understand? We weren't married. It never happened!

    "So much has been going on. I'm sorry I forgot to tell you, but it never entered my mind because at the time I dismissed it as an irrational belief of an isolated people. I didn't put any stock in it She simply thinks that since I killed those men to defend myself, that makes me her husband."
  • Kenneth Lyng Andersenhar citeretfor 3 år siden
    We can’t expect it, and must concern ourselves with those who share our conviction to fight for freedom.

På boghylderne

fb2epub
Træk og slip dine filer (ikke mere end 5 ad gangen)