By Elizabeth Moon
Elizabeth Moon, the recent York instances bestselling writer of the distinguished Deed of Paksenarrion and Paladin's Legacy epic fable sequence, offers Deeds of Honor, a new selection of brief tales set on the planet of Paksenarrion.
With specific, never-before-published tales that includes characters from the Paladin's Legacy sequence, Deeds of Honor gathers jointly lore and legends from Paksenarrion’s global, in addition to stories from the Paladin’s Legacy period, all revised and up to date for this distinctive compilation.
Rich with the vibrant and immersive storytelling for which Elizabeth Moon is understood, the 8 brief tales in Deeds of Honor—collected right here for the 1st time, with all-new writer notes—are bound to please any fan of the Paksenarrion saga.
Deeds of Honor: stories of Paksenarrion’s World
“Point of Honor” – “Falk's Oath” – “Cross Purposes” – “Torre's Ride” – “A Parrion of Cooking” – “Vardan's Tale” – “Those Who stroll in Darkness” – “The final Lesson”
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