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- 800pagine
- 28 ore di lettura
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The Wheel of Time turns and Ages come and go, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth returns again. In the Third Age, an Age of Prophecy, the World and Time themselves hang in the balance. What was, what will be, and what is, may yet fall under the Shadow. Elayne, Aviendha, and Mat come ever closer to the bowl ter'angreal that may reverse the world's endless heat wave and restore natural weather. Egwene begins to gather all manner of women who can channel--Sea Folk, Windfinders, Wise Ones, and some surprising others. And above all, Rand faces the dread Forsaken Sammael, in the shadows of Shadar Logoth, where the blood-hungry mist, Mashadar, waits for prey
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A Crown of Swords, Robert Jordan
- Lingua
- Pubblicato
- 2020
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- Titolo
- A Crown of Swords
- Lingua
- Inglese
- Autori
- Robert Jordan
- Editore
- Tom Doherty Associates
- Pubblicato
- 2020
- Formato
- In brossura
- Pagine
- 800
- ISBN10
- 1250252083
- ISBN13
- 9781250252081
- Serie
- La ruota del tempo
- Prima pubblicazione
- 1996
- Titolo originale
- A Crown of Swords
- Valutazione
- 4,05 su 5
- Descrizione
- The Wheel of Time turns and Ages come and go, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth returns again. In the Third Age, an Age of Prophecy, the World and Time themselves hang in the balance. What was, what will be, and what is, may yet fall under the Shadow. Elayne, Aviendha, and Mat come ever closer to the bowl ter'angreal that may reverse the world's endless heat wave and restore natural weather. Egwene begins to gather all manner of women who can channel--Sea Folk, Windfinders, Wise Ones, and some surprising others. And above all, Rand faces the dread Forsaken Sammael, in the shadows of Shadar Logoth, where the blood-hungry mist, Mashadar, waits for prey