By George R. R. Martin
Quando um cometa vermelho surge nos céus de Westeros encontra os Sete Reinos em plena guerra civil. Os combates estendem-se pelas terras fluviais e os grandes exércitos dos Stark e dos Lannister preparam-se para o derradeiro embate. No seu domínio insular, Stannis, irmão do falecido Rei Robert, luta por construir um exército que suporte a sua reivindicação ao trono e alia-se a uma misteriosa religião vinda do oriente. Mas não é o único, pois o seu irmão mais novo também se proclama rei, suportado por uma hoste que reúne quase todas as forças do sul. Para pior as coisas, nas Ilhas de Ferro, os Greyjoy planeiam a vingança contra aqueles que os humilharam dez anos atrás.O Trono de Ferro é ocupado pelo caprichoso filho de Robert, Joffrey, mas quem de facto governa é a sua merciless e maquiavélica mãe. Com a afluência de refugiados e um fornecimento insuficiente de mantimentos, a cidade transformou-se num lugar perigoso, e a Corte aguarda com medo o momento em que os dois irmãos do falecido rei avancem contra ela. Mas quando finalmente o fazem, não é contra a cidade que investem...O que os Sete Reinos não sabem é que nada disto se compara ao derradeiro perigo que se avizinha: no distante Leste, os dragões crescem em poder, e não faltará muito para que cheguem com fogo e morte!
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His voice sounded artificially cheerful in his endeavour to hide his embarrassment. She departed. She arrived at Tatarsk early in the evening. Stepan met her at the gate. " he asked with a smile. "For good? " "I shan't go," she answered simply, her heart constricting as she looked around the half-demolished hut and the yard, vigorously overgrown with weeds and scrub. Chapter 7 After advancing for many days, the Vieshenska regiment a\ last came into conflict with the retreating Red Guards. One noonday the squadron under Gregm Melekhov's command occupied a small ( 48 The Don Flows Home to th e Sea village nestling in a dense green of gardens.
But the next moment his arm was flung aside by a short, terrifyingly strong blow. He dropped the spade and ran on with unprotected head for another fifty yards. He tried to carry his rifle at the trail, but could not raise his hand. The pain flowed sul lenly into every joint. He lay down in a furrow, and cried out again and again, unable to restrain himself. Even as he lay, a bullet struck him in the thigh, and he slowly and painfully lost consciousness. At the rear they amputated his shattered arm and drew fragments of bone out of his thigh.