The Hand of Chaos: A Death Gate Novel, Volume 5 [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Weis, Margaret, Hickman, Tracy
  • Author:  Weis, Margaret, Hickman, Tracy
  • ISBN-10:  0553563696
  • ISBN-10:  0553563696
  • ISBN-13:  9780553563696
  • ISBN-13:  9780553563696
  • Publisher:  Spectra
  • Publisher:  Spectra
  • Pages:  496
  • Pages:  496
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-May-1993
  • Pub Date:  01-May-1993
  • SKU:  0553563696-11-SPLV
  • SKU:  0553563696-11-SPLV
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Chaos is everywhere as the Lord of the Nexus orders his servant Haplo and the human child known as Bane to further their master's work on Arianus, the realm of air. But their one time companion Alfred has been cast into the deadly Labyrinth. And somehow the assassin Hugh the Hand has been resurrected to complete his dark mission. More important, the evil force that Haplo and Alfred discovered on Arianus has escaped. As Haplo's doubts about his master grow deeper, he must decide whether to obey the Lord of the Nexus or betray the powerful Patryn...and endeavor to bring peace to the universe.CHAPTER 1
 
SURUNAN
CHELESTRA
 
 
The seawater ran sluggishly through the streets of Surunan, the city built by the Sartan. The water rose slowly, flowed through doors and windows, eased over low rooftops. Fragments of Sartan life floated on the water’s surface—an unbroken pottery bowl, a man’s sandal, a woman’s comb, a wooden chair.
 
The water seeped into the room of Samah’s house used by the Sartan as a prison cell. The prison room was located on an upper floor and was, for a time, above the rising tide. But, eventually, the seawater slid under the door, flowed across the floor, crept up the room’s walls. Its touch banished magic, canceled it, nullified it. The dazzling runes, whose flesh-searing heat kept Haplo from even approaching the door, sizzled and went out. The runes that guarded the window were the only ones yet left unaffected. Their bright glow was reflected in the water below.
 
Prisoner of the magic, Haplo sat in enforced idleness watching the runes’ reflections in the rising seawater, watched them move and shift and dance with the water’s currents and eddies. The moment the water touched the base of the runes on the window, the moment their glow began to glimmer and fade, Haplo stood up. The water came to his knees.
 
The dog whined. Head and shouldersls(

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