Kiss me, you're beautiful. Will you come to Night Island? I've been calling. Tell me, are you there? I am coming but I cannot say what it is; what are you? Do I understand it right, that you are reading me? My name is Dun; I am Dark Knight, I am Dark Island, from Night Island. These words hurt me but they are necessary; tell me, can you feel it too? That something is coming to an end? Hold my hand, won't you? This transmission, this dream, it frightens me--tell me, won't you, will it turn out all right? Will I be bright? And glorious? I am a knight though I do not serve a lord; I am...
Kiss me, you're beautiful. Will you come to Night Island? I've been calling. Tell me, are you there? I am coming but I cannot say what it is; what are...
Long ago lived Ing, who gave us Inglish. Eighty generations later, Ing's descendant Hrothbert fights down beneath the surface of another Earth, hunting the Wight, a supernatural being who holds the secret of his people, the Ingaevones. But when Hrothbert encounters the Hrudu Man, a nearly-immortal giant metal rabbit, and Isolde, a beautiful subterranean revolutionary, Hrothbert's quest grows stranger, and far deadlier. To regain his honor and his reason, Hrothbert must recover the lost dreaming of the Rat City of Roth, re-fight War War One with fusion weapons in a parallel New York City, and...
Long ago lived Ing, who gave us Inglish. Eighty generations later, Ing's descendant Hrothbert fights down beneath the surface of another Earth, huntin...