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Captives of the Flame - (1)
PROLOGUE The green of beetles' wings ... the red of polished carbuncle ... a web of silver fire. Lightning tore his eyes apart, struck deep…
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Captives of the Flame - (2)
There was no one in the hall. He walked along, ignoring the triptych of silver partitions that marked the consultant chamber. A stained gla…
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Captives of the Flame - (3)
The birthmarked woman laughed. "You are watching the beginning of the transformation. Fear, hunger, a little more fear, no work, more fear,…
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Captives of the Flame - (4)
He started slowly for the door to the hallway that led to the dining room. In the hall was a red wood table on which sat a free form sculpt…
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Captives of the Flame - (5)
The snarl collapsed into a sound she would not make. She sat for a moment. Then she said, "Let's go back to the party." She stood up, and t…
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Captives of the Flame - (6)
"Hail, hosts of Earth," the voice began. The very shadows of the room were like red bruises on the stone. "You are in the halls of an extin…
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Captives of the Flame - (7)
Tomar got back to headquarters, got General Medical, got the antidote, which was expensive, complicated, and long, and drafted his announce…
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Captives of the Flame - (8)
The great brown fingers tipped with bronze-colored nails gently revealed a cage made of sticks tied together with dried vines. Something sq…
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Captives of the Flame - (9)
CHAPTER IX Clea Koshar had been installed in her government office for three days. The notebook in which she had been doing her own work in…
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Captives of the Flame - (10)
Something caught fire in the air, twisted wildly through the sky, and then began to circle down, flaming. "Major! Major! What happened to D…
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Captives of the Flame - (11)
They came together now. "What's going on?" Jon asked. Arkor shrugged. "What about the kids?" asked Petra. "They're still right here," Arkor…