![]() ![]() It could make lowcaste hovels seem sturdy and fine pathways of plain clay brick gleamed as if silvered. On some nights, the moon’s strange light bathed all Gujaareh in oily swirls of amethyst and aquamarine. The barbarians of the north taught their children to fear the Dreaming Moon, claiming that it brought madness. Its flesh, however, is still hungrily, savagely alive. The Gatherer’s task is to save the soul, at any cost. It is natural to strike a reflection that offends, but then the glass cuts the soul bleeds. The fears we confront in shadows are as reflections in glass. ![]() Ehiru must now protect the woman he was sent to kill - or watch the city be devoured by war and forbidden magic. Someone, or something, is murdering dreamers in the goddess' name, stalking its prey both in Gujaareh's alleys and the realm of dreams. and kill those judged corrupt.īut when a conspiracy blooms within Gujaareh's great temple, Ehiru - the most famous of the city's Gatherers - must question everything he knows. Priests of the dream-goddess, their duty is to harvest the magic of the sleeping mind and use it to heal, soothe. Upon its rooftops and amongst the shadows of its cobbled streets wait the Gatherers - the keepers of this peace. In the ancient city-state of Gujaareh, peace is the only law. The city burned beneath the Dreaming Moon. A Crash Course in the History of Black Science Fiction.200 Significant SF Books by Women, 1984-2001. ![]()
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