By Alexander Kent
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An dazzling story of event, threat, magic, technological know-how, friendship, spaceships, and, oh yeah, the conflict to save lots of all of the humans in the entire worlds in all attainable dimensions.
Joey Harker isn't a hero.
in truth, he's the type of man who will get misplaced in his personal condominium.
yet someday, Joey will get rather misplaced. He walks instantly out of his international and into one other size.
Joey's stroll among worlds makes him prey to armies of magic and technology, either made up our minds to harness Joey's energy to commute among the scale. the single factor status of their method is Joey—or, extra accurately, a military of Joeys, all from various dimensions and all made up our minds to save lots of the worlds.
Now Joey needs to make a selection: go back to the lifestyles he is aware or subscribe to the conflict to the tip.
It's the rainy season within the Australian outback. inebriated and delirious, an previous ex-pilot referred to as "Pisspot Stevie" lies demise in a distant cabin within the Queensland bush. while a clergyman named Roger Hargreaves comes upon him, Stevie is smoking opium to alleviate the ache of his final moments. The priest listens as Stevie, in an opium-fueled haze, starts to explain a truly diverse lifestyles he as soon as lived--not long ago, yet a long time sooner or later, as a mixed-race aviator who unearths love and glory in provider to the Queen.
If it hadn't been for Lucas's photographic reminiscence, they may not have remembered the fellow. It were virtually a 12 months considering she and Kari spotted him copying a recognized Rembrandt portray within the Minneapolis Institute of Arts. yet now within the nationwide Gallery in London, they spot an identical man, copying one other Rembrandt.
On a moonless evening, rats stick to hypnotic lighting into the wooded area, by no means to be obvious back. Such is the facility of the Doomwytes, sinister ravens led through the lethal Korvus Skurr. And while the younger mouse Bisky persuades the creatures of Redwall to head looking for a fabled treasure, hidden in the past via one of many abbey's such a lot infamous thieves, they don't suspect Skurr and his ravens should be vying for a similar prize.
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