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Frostmourne. It was caught in a hovering, jagged chunk of ice, the runes that ran the length of its blade glowing a cool blue. Below it was a dais of some sort, standing on a large gently raised mound that was covered in a dusting of snow. A soft light, coming from somewhere high above where the cavern was open to daylight, shone down on the runeblade. The icy prison hid some details of the sword's shape and form, exaggerated others. It was revealed and concealed at the same time, and all the more tempting, like a new lover imperfectly glimpsed through a gauzy curtain. Arthas knew the blade -- it was the selfsame sword he had seen in his dream when he first arrived. The sword that had not killed Invincible, but that had brought him back healed and healthy. He'd thought it a good omen then, but now he knew it was a true sign. This was what he had come to find. This sword would change everything. Arthas stared raptly at it, his hands almost physically aching to grasp it, his . . .

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Series : Book 7 of "World of Warcraft"
His eyes were open now, watching the path of the tiny flame. *If you continue your path, little spark, you will cause great harm.­*
I must burn! I must live!
There are places where your glow and heat are welcome. Find them, do not destroy the dwellings or take the lives of my people!
For a second, he seemed to wink out of existence but then blazed back with renewed vigor.
Thrall knew what he had to do. He lifted his hand. *Forgive me, Brother Flame. But I must protect my people from the harm you would cause them. I have requested, I have begged, now I warn.­*
The spark seemed to spasm, and yet he continued on his lethal course.
Thrall, grim-­faced, clenched his hand hard.
The spark flared defiantly, then dwindled, finally settling down to nothing more than the faintest of glowing embers. For now, he would no longer do anyone harm.
The threat had ended, but Thrall was reeling. This was not the way of the shaman with the elements. It was a . . .

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It was at times like this that Jim Raynor, former marine lance corporal, proud citizen of the Confederacy and erstwhile farm boy, felt most alive. At the speed at which he was urging the vulture, the wind cooled his face so that the oppressive heat vanished. He felt like a wolf hunting down prey, except the purpose of today’s adventure was not the death of a living being but the death of the empty state of Raynor’s and Tychus’s wallets. This was a cargo train, not a passenger train, and inside its silvery innards was—if Tychus’s tip was right, and Jim had every reason to believe it would be—a very lovely, very large safe filled with Confederate credits. “Why, it’s a rescue mission, Jim,­” Tychus had rumbled, his blue eyes dancing with good humor as he had filled Raynor in on the plan. “Those poor creds—they’d just be condemned to lining the pockets of some Old Families who don’t need any more money. Or else put to some nefarious scheme that could hurt somebody. It’s our duty—hell, . . .

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"The desert country of Arukan is an original and compelling creation, far from the typical lush forests and medieval villages of fantasy fiction. The caste system that directs the characters' every move is heartbreaking in its depiction of the gulf that divides the highborn from the poverty-­stricken commoners. Golden is not afraid to take risks in her writing, and the resulting unexpected and sometimes uncomfortable twists and turns definitely pay off here. While at times harsh and painful to read, this is a gripping and satisfying tale.­" -­ ­Romantic Times on On Fire's Wings, 4.­5 stars

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DIE BELAGERUNG ORGRIMMARS IST ZU ENDE. Die Streitkräfte von Allianz und Horde haben Garrosh Höllschrei als Kriegshäuptling der Horde abgesetzt. Sein gnadenloser Feldzug hat Städte verwüstet, die Völker der Horde an den Abgrund gebracht und zahllose Leben zerstört in der WORLD OF WARCRAFT. Nun soll dem ehemaligen Kriegshäuptling auf dem legendären Kontinent Pandaria der Prozess gemacht werden. Namhafte Anführer aus ganz Azeroth haben sich versammelt, um diesem historischen Ereignis beizuwohnen. Während der Verhandlung konfrontieren Agenten des bronzenen Drachenschwarms die Anwesenden mit verstörenden Visionen der Gräueltaten Garroshs. Für die einen bedeuten diese Einblicke in die Vergangenheit eine Konfrontation mit schmerzhaften Erinnerungen und der Frage nach der eigenen Schuld, für die anderen sind sie der Anlass für ungezügelten Hass. Währenddessen sind dunkle Kräfte am Werk, die versuchen, den Richterspruch zu verhindern und das Leben aller Beteiligten in große Gefahr zu bringen.

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The Hour of Twilight. She’d spoken of it at the meeting, tried to warn the others of it, but the warning had gotten lost; a little bright fragment of . . . something . . . had been briskly swept away like a broken bit of pottery beneath an industrious broom. It was—
She gnawed her lower lip, thinking.
It was the greatest challenge the dragonflights would face, but she did not know against whom they would be fighting. It might come soon . . . or aeons from now. Could it have something to do with the return of Deathwing? Surely it had to . . . did it not? This breaking of the world was one of the worst things that had ever happened to Azeroth.
How could she persuade others of the direness of the situation when she herself could not articulate it? She uttered a little noise of annoyance and frustration.
One thing she knew for certain. There were many pieces missing from this puzzle, but there was one core piece that was necessary before any of the others could fall into place. . . .

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THE BRUTAL SIEGE OF ORGRIMMAR IS OVER.­Alliance and Horde forces have stripped Garrosh Hellscream, one of the most reviled figures on Azeroth, of his title as warchief. His thirst for conquest devastated cities, nearly tore the Horde apart, and destroyed countless lives throughout the...­WORLD OF WARCRAFT® Now, on the legendary continent of Pandaria, he will stand trial for his transgressions. Renowned leaders from across the world have gathered to witness this historic event. As the trial unfolds, agents of the bronze dragonflight present shocking visions of Garrosh's atrocities. For many of those in attendance, these glimpses into history force them to relive painful memories and even question their own innocence or guilt. For others, the chilling details stoke the flames of their hatred. Unbeknownst to anyone, shadowy forces are at work on Azeroth, threatening not only the court's ability to mete out justice…but also the lives of everyone at the trial. © 2014 Blizzard . . .

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Review". . . land of magic, vengeance, beauty and fire, peopled by characters who desire, fear, love, despair, lust and soar with joy . . .­" -- Mark Anthony, author of The Last Rune seriesProduct DescriptionStrength of stone, heart of ice . . .­Flame Dancer Kevla of Arukan seeks the missing elements -- Stone and Sea, Wind and Soul -- that must join to preserve their world from destruction. Sensing that the Stone Dancer, the master of Earth magic, would be found in the icy north, she and her dragon companion fly to a country mired in an unnaturally long winter. When at last they find Jareth, the Stone Dancer's own anger and pain make him reluctant to accept his destiny. His need for vengeance against the old gods who betrayed his people is powerful -- powerful enough to lead the group farther into the snows, searching for the legendary Ice Maiden, who may be responsible for the forced winter. But betrayal doesn't come only from the gods -- and the forces against them are vast. . . .

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