Belgarath the Sorcerer and Polgara the Sorceress: 2-Book Collection
The life story of Belgararth the Sorcerer: his own account of the great struggle that went before the Belgariad and the Malloreon, when gods stills walked the land. And the last and most amazing volume in the legendary Belgariad series: the story of the queen of truth, love, rage and destiny, Polgara the Sorceress.Here is the full epic story of Belgarath, the great sorcerer learned in the Will and the Word on whom the fate of the world depends. Only Belgarath can tell of those near-forgotten times when Gods still walked the land: he is the Ancient One, the Old Wolf, his God Aldur's first and most-favoured disciple. Using powers learned over the centuries Belgarath himself records the story of conflict between two mortally opposed Destinies that split the world asunder.In the story of Polgara, a beautiful woman whose constancy and inner power have been the foundation of all the luck and love that have saved the world, the full truth of The Belgariad is revealed.Hugely entertaining works of great daring, wit, grandeur and excitement which confirm the role of Belgarath the Sorcerer and Polgara the Sorceress as the mightiest fantasy creations of the century.
Читать Belgarath the Sorcerer and Polgara the Sorceress: 2-Book Collection онлайн беплатно
DAVID AND LEIGH
EDDINGS
Belgarath the Sorcerer and Polgara the Sorceress:
2-Book Collection
These novels are entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in them are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
HarperVoyager
An imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd.
1 London Bridge Street
London SE1 9GF
Belgarath the Sorcerer
First published in Great Britain by HarperVoyager 1995
Previous HarperVoyager paperback editions 1996, 2006
Copyright © David and Leigh Eddings 1995
Cover Illustration by Geoff Taylor
Cover Layout Design © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2006
Polgara the Sorceress
First published in Great Britain by HarperVoyager 1997
Previous HarperVoyager paperback editions 1998, 2006
Copyright © David and Leigh Eddings 1997
Cover Illustration by Geoff Taylor
Cover Layout Design © HarperCollinsPublishers Ltd 2007
The Authors assert the moral right to be identified as the author of this work
A catalogue copy of this book is available from the British Library
All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. By payment of the required fees, you have been granted the non-exclusive, non-transferable right to access and read the text of this ebook on screen. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, down-loaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored in or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical, now known or hereinafter invented, without the express written permission of HarperCollins ebooks
HarperCollinsPublishers has made every reasonable effort to ensure that any picture content and written content in this ebook has been included or removed in accordance with the contractual and technological constraints in operation at the time of publication
Source ISBNs:
Belgarath the Sorcerer: 9780007368006
Polgara the Sorceress: 9780007375066
Bundle Edition (Containing BELGARATH THE SORCERER AND POLGARA THE SORCERESS) © JULY 2015
ISBN: 9780008121761
Version: 2018-11-27
Contents
DAVID AND LEIGH
EDDINGS
Belgarath the Sorcerer
FOR OWEN
We have all been at this since April of 1982.
Your friendship, guidance and faith in us
has been greatly cherished.
One more to go!
LEIGH AND DAVID
Contents
It was well past midnight and very cold. The moon had risen, and her pale light made the frost crystals lying in the snow sparkle like carelessly strewn diamonds. In a peculiar way it seemed to Garion almost as if the snow-covered earth were reflecting the starry sky overhead.
‘I think they’re gone now,’ Durnik said, peering upward. His breath steamed in the icy, dead-calm air. ‘I can’t see that rainbow any more.’
‘Rainbow?’ Belgarath asked, sounding slightly amused.
‘You know what I mean. Each of them has a different-colored light. Aldur’s is blue, Issa’s is green, Chaldan’s is red, and the others all have different colors. Is there some significance to that?’
‘It’s probably a reflection of their different personalities,’ Belgarath replied. ‘I can’t be entirely positive, though. My Master and I never got around to discussing it.’ He stamped his feet in the snow. ‘Why don’t we go back?’ he suggested. ‘It’s really cold out here.’
They turned and started back down the hill toward the cottage, their feet crunching in the frozen snow. The farmstead at the foot of the hill looked warm and comforting. The thatched roof of the cottage was thick with snow, and the icicles hanging from the eaves glittered in the moonlight. The outbuildings Durnik had constructed were dark, but the windows of the cottage were all aglow with golden lamplight that spread softly out over the mounded snow in the dooryard. A column of blue woodsmoke rose straight and unwavering from the chimney, rising, it seemed, to the very stars.
It had probably not really been necessary for the three of them to accompany their guests to the top of the hill to witness their departure, but it was Durnik’s house, and Durnik was a Sendar. Sendars are meticulous about proprieties and courtesies.
‘Eriond’s changed,’ Garion noted as they neared the bottom of the hill. ‘He seems more certain of himself now.’
