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The Starry King [MultiFormat]
eBook by Vera Nazarian
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eBook Category: Fantasy
eBook Description: Nellval went looking for the Starry King, a legendary figure who was said to be able to remove the burdens and sorrows of suffering humankind. And while it is true that she who seeks shall find, will what she finds be what she truly needs?
eBook Publisher: Marion Zimmer Bradley Literary Works Trust, Published: Sword & Sorceress 6, 1990
Fictionwise Release Date: June 2009
6 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [30 KB]
, ePub (EPUB) [37 KB]
, Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [12 KB]
, Portable Document Format (PDF) [187 KB]
, Palm Doc (PDB) [13 KB]
, Microsoft Reader (LIT) [65 KB]
, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [83 KB]
, hiebook (KML) [62 KB]
, Sony Reader (LRF) [47 KB]
, iSilo (PDB) [10 KB]
, Mobipocket (PRC) [13 KB]
, Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [46 KB]
, OEBFF Format (IMP) [24 KB]
Words: 3660
Reading time: 10-14 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Portable Document Format (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
 
It was on one of those nights when stars reveal their true nature as naked living souls that the woman came walking through the sleeping town. She walked with an apparent lightness, an infinite poise in her statuesque figure. And yet, though none would know it, each step she made was like a burden of lifting up a world.
At first glance she was young--slender like any girl of twenty winters, if only taller. In the first tavern she entered, they noticed, under the cheap illumination, that her clothes were masculine and modestly thread-bare. Her face and hands, it was observed, were pale as a smoky dream, colorless, lifeless, drained of everything that was of the soul. It was only the heavy look of her blue eyes that spoke not only of a great life-will, but of burdens unspeakable, and of power even beyond.
And thus they all noticed her.
As everything happens in such intimate towns as this, rumors spread fast. Some said she was a great noblewoman, masquerading for her own private reasons. Others, after discerning the deadly-beautiful blade among the folds of her cloak, spoke of warrior women from the East. She dressed, indeed, as some former aristocrat who'd seen better days. Yet, others claimed, there was gem-light of rings about her fingers! She could have bought the whole town with them, if she tried.
The woman had old eyes. It was, if anything, the heavy expression which made them appear thus. No one she had to deal with quite fathomed these eyes since none met her gaze longer than necessary.
And then, one day, someone had seen her take the hood off her hair, and this was when rumors went mad. Her hair, like long filaments of exquisite satin, was white as death.
She said that her name was Nellval, and she was looking for the starry king. At this point, many laughed in her face, while rumors also quieted, seeing before them only a madwoman.
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