✍ Scribed by Alexander Dan Vilhjálmsson
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For fans of China Mieville and Neil Gaiman. A strikingly original contemporary fantasy novel set in Reykjavik where wild and industrialised magic meet.
A time of magic. A time of industry. A time of revolution.
Saemundur the Mad, addict and sorcerer, has been expelled from the magical university, Svartiskoli, and can no longer study galdur, an esoteric source of magic. Obsessed with proving his peers wrong, he will stop at nothing to gain absolute power and knowledge, especially of that which is long forbidden.
Garun is an outcast: half-human, half-huldufolk, fighting against an unjust government that refuses to grant people like her basic rights. A militant revolutionary and graffiti artist, recklessly dismissive of the status quo, she will do anything to achieve a just society, including spark a revolution. Even if she has to do it alone.
This is a tale of revolution set in a twisted version of Reykjavik fuelled by...
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