Insects had crisscrossed the hoofmarks, but the edges of the prints were still firm. The sun was high in a cloudless summer sky, and the spoor was more than three hours old. Dressed as he was in a shirt of fringed buckskin, and brown leather leggings and boots, the tall man was virtually invisible, kneeling in the shadows of the trees. Screened by the undergrowth, he knelt by the trail, dark eyes scanning the boulders ahead of him and the trees beyond. Along the way, he would battle savage monsters and descend into terrifying lands of black magic and demons. His journey would carry him from the highest thrones of power to the deepest dungeons of depravity. Rowena was among the missing.Īrmed with only his powerful double-bladed ax, Snaga, Druss went after Rowena. Then came the day when Druss returned to their village and found everyone dead-massacred by slavers who had stolen the women to sell for gold. Though the blood of merciless butchers coursed through his veins, he had found a fragile peace through his love for beautiful, mystical Rowena. A Crash Course in the History of Black Science Fiction.200 Significant SF Books by Women, 1984-2001.
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