By Alan Moore
- In a narrative choked with lust, insanity, and ecstasy, we meet twelve detailed characters that lived within the comparable zone of vital England over the span of six thousand years. Their narratives are woven jointly in styles of habitual occasions, unusual traditions, and uncanny visions. First, a cave-boy loses his mom, falls in love, and learns a dangerous lesson. he's via a unprecedented solid of characters: a murderess who impersonates her sufferer, a fisherman who believes he has develop into a special species, a Roman emissary who realizes the sour fact concerning the Empire, a crippled nun who's healed miraculously by means of a anxious apparition, an outdated crusader whose religion is destroyed via witnessing the last word relic, witches, fans, who burn on the stake. each one interconnected story strains a course in a trip of discovery of the secrets and techniques of the land.
- In the culture of Kipling's Puck of Pook's Hill, Schwob's Imaginary Lives, and Borges' A common historical past of Infamy, Alan Moore (Watchmen, From Hell, Lost Girls) travels via historical past mixing fact and conjecture, in a unique that's superb, relocating, occasionally tragic, yet regularly spell binding.
- Now on hand in paperback for the 1st time in the US! With an advent by way of Neil Gaiman, a signature of full-color plates by way of José Villarrubia, and a canopy layout by means of Chip Kidd.
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Along with his cut up wand he thrusts the ore-strip deep in the furnace mouth and holds it there. 'What, see him pass down holes or into hollows? Are you mad? to work out these mystery runs isn't allowed shop you are a cunning-man. that is the place their treasure's saved, you recognize, and the entire bones of Hob and Hob-wife long past. ' He smiles approximately at me, and has a understanding glance, his voice grown low as that among one plotter and one other one alike. 'But this is the trick: you'll no longer be aware of a bit of his mystery, lest you recognize the it all.
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