Radiant State (The Wolfhound Century)
Peter Higgins
Language: English
Pages: 320
ISBN: 0316219657
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
But not everyone shares this vision. Vissarion Lom and Maroussia Shaumian have not reached the end of their story, and in Mirgorod a woman in a shabby dress carefully unwraps a sniper rifle. And all the while the Pollandore dreams its own dreams.
Between (Alternate Places, Book 2)
The Man with the Golden Torc (Secret Histories, Book 1)
Just Another Judgement Day (Nightside, Book 9)
Death Masks (The Dresden Files, Book 5)
shelf were five volumes with the same gold lettering, but the spines were green and shining new. Administrative Gazette Yearbook, New Series. Lom took the last one, the most recent volume. Antimos, Pavel Ilich had not only survived but his career had flourished. He was an under-secretary now, in the Office for Progressive Cultural Enlightenment, with a private secretary of his own. Lom didn’t want to approach him in his office. Better to do it in the evening, at home. Pushing his winning streak
means? Are you prepared for this?’ Maksim thought for a moment. ‘It’s good, is it?’ he said. ‘This proof? It’s something dangerous? Something big?’ ‘Yes. It would be explosive. It would make Rizhin’s position impossible. Everyone would turn against him. Everyone. He’d be finished. He would fall.’ Maksim’s eyes gleamed. ‘That would be a great thing indeed,’ he said. Then he frowned. ‘But no. We couldn’t use it. We wouldn’t have a chance. We haven’t the means. We are too few.’ ‘We know
war,’ he began. ‘Six hundred men for every thousand women, and worse among those of working age. The rebuilding of our factories proceeds far too slowly. Water, electricity and sewerage everywhere are in an abysmal condition. Above all the prices for agricultural producers are ruinously low, though the prices in shops still rise—’ Rizhin raised a hand to interrupt. ‘Is it not your own ministry, Varagan, that fixes these prices?’ ‘Precisely, sir. I have recommendations which I will come to. I am
pressed the back of his hand to his nose and brought it away covered in blood. Red and gleaming in the light from the doorway. ‘I could do with a little cold water. And perhaps a towel. Is there somewhere…?’ The young woman hesitated. Made up her mind. ‘Come with me,’ she said. ‘I’ll find you something.’ 4 Lom sat on the bed in Mikkala Avril’s room. She brought a bowl of cold water and a couple of rough grey towels. He dipped the end of one in the bowl and dabbed at his face. ‘I’m sorry,’
and the chief engineer. Others too. Some names you know. Papers were circulated and minutes taken. All most efficient, and Khyrbysk kept a copy.’ He spread a folder open on his knee. ‘They are constructing two kinds of vessel,’ he said again. ‘One, a fleet to go to the planets and the stars. Five years, they think, ten at the most before they are ready. Resources are no obstacle. Rizhin promised them whatever they need. They will be arks. Transport ships to carry pioneers and the equipment they
