Dalinar doubted he would think it so. He eventually strode out onto the
staging field, cape fluttering behind him, plated boots clanking against the
stones. He didnt have to wait long for the hammer; it came pulled by two
men on a small cart. Sweating, th
I thought you had a distinct problem with the things going on inside
Adolin winced. Father, I
No, its all right, Adolin. Im just trying to make a difficult decision. It
helps me to move about while I do it. Dalinar grimaced. Another man
Hes an eel, and we know it, another added.
He is a highprince, Dalinar said sternly. You will treat him with
The soldier paled, then nodded.
What, specifically, did he ask you? Adolin asked.
He wanted to know our duties in the camp, Brightlord, t
long sides after the Horneater fashion, chin clean-shaven. He had relatives
among the Peakfolk. The men you wanted are waiting in the audience
Whats this? Adolin asked.
Ill show you in a moment, Dalinar said. First, review the troops.
it was far more efficient than what most foot soldiers had. Each
Parshendi was essentially an extremely mobile heavy infantryman.
The Parshendi always attacked in pairs, eschewing a regular line of
battle. That should have made it easy for a disciplined l
Adolin took another drink, listening to the king talk about his
excitement for the hunt. Only one Shardbearer in the processionindeed,
only one Shardbearer in the entirety of the ten armiesused no paint or
ornamentations on his Plate. Dalin
His son, who had been lagging behind, nodded sharply. Dalinar galloped
after the king, a figure in golden armor and a long blue cape. Hoofbeats
pounded the stone, rock formations whipping past. Ahead, the steep, spikelike spire of rock rose from the lip o
his master home to his bed. He knelt to lift Took.
He froze. A warm liquid was pooling beneath his masters body. Only
then did he notice the knife in Tooks neck.
Szeth instantly came alert as a group of footpads slipped out of the
alleyway. One raised a h
what happened to Dalinar? Was he reliving youthful battles, days when
hed earned his renown? Or was it that terrible night he saw over and over,
the night when his brother had been murdered by the Assassin in White?
And why did he so often mention the Kni
Do we have to ride up here at the front? Renarin whispered.
I want to listen, Adolin replied softly.
He and his brother rode near the front of the column, near the king and
his highprinces. Behind them extended a grand procession: a thousand soldiers
right, I had a few mates at school like Liz and Emma, but my life was hardly
easy. If Carter made a social faux pas or met people he didnt like, he could
just move on! I had to stay put. I couldnt answer simple questions like
Where are your parents? or Wh
Lord Iskandar, Desjardins hissed. Show respect!
Something clicked in my mind: back in Brooklyn, Amos had talked about
the magicians law against summoning godsa law made in Roman times by
the Chief Lector.Iskandar. Surely it had to be a different guy. Mayb
At first I wasnt sure he was even alive. His milky eyes stared into space.
Then he focused on me, and electricity coursed through my body.
He wasnt just looking at me. He was scanning mereading my entire
Hide, something inside me said.
I didnt know
They walked across my palm before jumping off and dissolving.
But the weirdest things were the displays.
I dont know what else to call them. Between the columns on either
side of us, images shifted, coming into focus and then blurring out again like
And as for Serqet, shes real too! Our friend, my cat, Bast, died
So, Desjardins said coldly, you admit to consorting with gods. That
makes our investigation much easier. Bast is not your friend. The gods
caused the downfall of Egypt. It is
incapacitated by drugs or alcohol and will have to be replaced.
We are awaiting a transport from Hamburg, the SS and I.
The undressing area looks businesslike with its hooks and benches, its signs
in all the languages of Europe; and the hosed-down gas cha
epiphenomena. The idea was to speed things up, and economise of
course, and to spare the nerves of the killers. The killers . . . those slender
reeds. But bullets and pyres wouldve done it in the end. They had the will.
The pathways of the Tiergarten were
They will come for Shulamith Zachariasz at noon on May the first.
Unless I countermand my order that morning by telephone. So its very
simple. And very elegant.
He steps forward and leans into me, chin to chin, saying bright-eyed in
a spray of spittle,
It wont be this week. It wont even be next week. It wont even be the
week after. It will be the week after that.
And I was ready for it. But I am not ready for this; and I should have been.
Somebody will one day come to the ghetto or the Lager and account
ANY INTEREST I
might have had in the cosmic-ice theory came to an end after
four or five pages of The Theory of the Cosmic Ice; similarly, I satisfied
myself about the thrust of volkisch Cultural Research after four or five
minutes in the Ahnenerbe. So ev
We are in the dank black sepulchre under Crematory IV. Doll stands there
with his gun in one hand and a cigar in the other; he smooths his eyebrow
with a little finger.
All right. Lets practise your thrust. Let the weapon drop down out of your
spear here? Mm. A kind of marlinspike with a handle. Good. Itll go up
your sleeve. Try it . . . All right. Now put it back.
I made a motion. We climbed up from the basement and walked down a
tunnel covered in sheets of creaking, whistling tin.
Oh, we know
funnel wall collapsed; and when we got it going again it lasted a mere 8 days
before Szmul pronounced it burnt out. 8 days!
The firebricks got loose again, sir. And fell into the duct between the oven
and the chimney. Theres nowhere for the flames to go.
I came close to suggesting that she walk down the corridor, at the SS-HI, and
put in some practice it was called Room 2 and they did about 60 per day.
Its easy, isnt it? Perfectly straightforward, Im told. 5th rib space. All you
needs a long s
facedown, in the position hed left it.
Oh, JB, he had sighed, and although he had wanted to say something else, he couldnt. But JB had thanked him
anyway. They were quieter around each other now, and he didnt know if this was who JB had become or if this
painting looks like Willem did shortly before he died: he thinks he is seeing Willem in the months before or after shooting
The Dancer and the Stage, for which his hair was longer and darker than it was in life. After Dancer, he decides, because the
standing, of him in his wheelchair, of him with Willem, of him alone. These are pieces that JB had made when they werent
speaking, when he had abandoned JB. There are drawings of other people as well, but they are mostly of him: him and
Jackson. Again and
I know, Andy, he said. And I appreciate it; I do. Ive been behaving badly, and I took it out on you. But he knows
now that he has to be careful: he has tasted anger, and he knows he has to control it. He can feel it, waiting to burst from his
mouth in a s
Malcolm arrives and hugs him hello and then begins, as he always does, surveying the space, telescoping his long neck
and rotating in a slow circle around the room, his gaze like a lighthouses beam, making little assessing noises as he does.
He answers Ma
He liked telling Jude all of these things, making his days on set something funny and bright. This was not what he thought
acting would be, but what had he known about what acting would be? He was always prepared, he was always on time, he
was polite to e