Ravens over Godspire 3

di Aryn Bats (Autore)

Bats, 2026

Beneath stone, some gods slumber. Beneath water, others rot. And some—refusing the dark—refuse to die. In the north they still whisper the name Eirik Skorne. The Jarl who walked out of possession alive, Who bore a god's molten wrath in his veins and did not burn to ash. They sing of ravens clotting the sky like spilled ink, Of English blood freezing into crimson fjord glass, Of Draugrheim ripping the demon from his marrow in a howl that split the heavens. They believe the curse shattered then…They are wrong. Far across the blackened sea, where murdered kings lie moldering under church stone, and old wounds fester into something holy and obscene, A young ruler rises. Aldric of Wessex—son of Edward the fallen—travels north with silent scouts, drawn to the Godspire as moths spiral toward flame. He traveled silently to the Godspire with scouts and kneels at the edge of a lake that will not mirror the sky. Its water is bitter with ocean brine though the tide is leagues away. Its depths inhale. Exhale. Something older than sorrow listens from below, hungry for a grief sharp enough to sever divine chains. Veryath answered. He comes not to conquer, but to be consumed. His father's blood is a stain he cannot wash from memory. His rage has learned the shape of prayer. When the shadow rises—black water streaming from its shoulders… It asks nothing of faith, only appetite. Blood for blood. Soul for sovereignty. Vengeance without horizon. In Skorne the ravens return. They do not caw; they murmur. Eirik feels it first in the marrow: A tightening of the air, a sea that forgets how to be still, the ember Draugrheim left inside him flaring awake like a storm clawing at its cage of ribs. This war will not wear the clumsy face of the last. This enemy arrives crowned in shadow, leading a thousand spears beneath banners that drink the light. What Eirik does not yet know… What the wind has only begun to scream… Is that the new king carries more than steel and fyrdmen. Within Aldric stirs a familiar voice, the same ancient hunger that once nested behind Eirik's eyes. Two kings now tread the same poisoned road. One carved by survival, tempered in refusal. One devoured by wrath, remade in offering. When England's longships blacken the horizon, and a possessed crown marches against the north, the Godspire will be no mere battlefield. It will be altar. It will be Reckoning. It will be God against God. Demon against the scorched remnant that remains. When every fear has been burned to white bone. This is not a tale of conquest. It is the story of what still stands. When even gods bleed. Welcome back to Skorne. The end has been waiting. The ravens have not yet finished speaking.

• Autore: Aryn Bats
• Anno edizione: 2026
• Editore: Bats
• Formato: EPUB2 con DRMFREE
• Lingua: Inglese
• Compatibilità: Tutti i dispositivi (eccetto Kindle)
• Layout: Reflowable
• EAN: 9798233858802