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- Herausgeber: Titan Books
- Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
- Serie: Savage Tales Short Fiction
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
Capturing the electric short fiction energy that led Robert E. Howard to be one of the top fantasy writers of the century, with exclusive serialized eBook stories starring Conan, Solomon Kane, and more by many of today's top writers in fantasy and sword-and-sorcery. "And about the table where stood the Dark Man, immovable as a mountain, washed the red waves of slaughter." Dr. Elijah Blackthorn, a psychometric archaeologist with the Miskatonic Institute of Technology, seeks to validate the Dark Man statue discovered within one of the shattered pillars of the famed battlefield. Watched by an elderly priest and nun, he lays hands on the Dark Man. Blackthorn is witness to a bloody, second century battle between the Picts and the Romans. Aided by his son, Taloric, Bran Mak Morn fights the Roman soldiers who seek to rescue the bastards of Emperor Diocletian, captured by the Pict wizard Gonar. But the sorcerer needs those of royal blood for a ritual sacrifice… an act which will send arcane ripples down through the centuries.
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BRAN MAK MORNTM: RED WAVES OF SLAUGHTER
E-book edition ISBN: 9781803366463
Published by Titan Books
A division of Titan Publishing Group Ltd
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First edition: March 2024
This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead (except for satirical purposes), is entirely coincidental.
© 2024 Robert E. Howard Properties LLC (“REHP”). BRAN MAK MORN, ROBERT E. HOWARD, and related logos, names and character likenesses thereof are trademarks or registered trademarks of REHP. Heroic Signatures is a trademark of Cabinet Licensing LLC.
Steven L. Shrewsbury asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
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RED
WAVES OF
SLAUGHTER
A BRAN MAK MORN STORY
STEVEN L. SHREWSBURY
“And about the table where stood the Dark Man, immovable as a mountain, washed the red waves of slaughter.”
—Robert E. Howard, The Dark Man
* * *
When the axe ripped free from the Roman’s chest plate, a sound escaped along with it, not unlike a boot pulling free from mud. The gasp from the dying soldier’s mouth echoed the rush of wind out his chest.
These impressions tickled the ears of the black-haired warrior holding the metal-headed axe. Lifting the weapon, he let it fall once again, but not on the dying soldier. This time the axe plunged through the thigh of another Roman advancing near the fighter in the scrum.
The newcomer thrust his shield toward the savage man, and swung a gladius. The assault went awry as his injured leg betrayed him.
“Look out, Father!” The shout of warning came from nearby. “Watch out, King Bran!”
The axe wrenched in the Roman’s leg and a fount of blood baptized the combatant as he leaned back. Hand slipping from the bloody grip on the axe, Bran Mak Morn grabbed the wrist of the soldier who wielded the gladius, finding both leather and flesh. Eye to eye, Bran tightened his grip and, with his free hand, seized the top of the shield. His weight behind him, the Pict king maneuvered the blade down, shoving the gladius as if to make the Roman behead himself.
The soldier resisted, favoring his good leg, but in an instant Bran’s forehead smashed into the face of his opponent, popping the Roman’s pronounced nose and causing more blood to gout.
