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ΠΠ½Π½ΠΎΡΠ°ΡΠΈΡ
| ΠΠ·Π΄Π°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΡΡΠ²ΠΎ | |
|---|---|
| ΠΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΠΏΠ»Π΅Ρ | ΠΡΠ³ΠΊΠΈΠΉ ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΠΏΠ»ΡΡ |
| Π‘ΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΡ | 452 |
| ΠΠΎΠ΄, ΡΠΈΡΠ°ΠΆ | 2014 |
ΠΠ΅ Π² Π½Π°Π»ΠΈΡΠΈΠΈ
ΠΡΠ·ΡΠ²Ρ
0ΠΠΏΠΈΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΠΈ Ρ Π°ΡΠ°ΠΊΡΠ΅ΡΠΈΡΡΠΈΠΊΠΈ
The city of Bulikov once wielded the powers of the gods to conquer the world, enslaving and brutalizing millions--until its divine protectors were killed. Now Bulikov has become just another colonial outpost of the worlds new geopolitical power, but the surreal landscape of the city itself--first shaped, now shattered, by the thousands of miracles its guardians once worked upon it--stands as a constant, haunting reminder of its former supremacy.
Into this broken city steps Shara Thivani. Officially, the unassuming young woman is just another junior diplomat sent by Bulikovs oppressors. Unofficially, she is one of her countrys most accomplished spies, dispatched to catch a murderer. But as Shara pursues the killer, she starts to suspect that the beings who ruled this terrible place may not be as dead as they seem--and that Bulikovs cruel reign may not yet be over.
Into this broken city steps Shara Thivani. Officially, the unassuming young woman is just another junior diplomat sent by Bulikovs oppressors. Unofficially, she is one of her countrys most accomplished spies, dispatched to catch a murderer. But as Shara pursues the killer, she starts to suspect that the beings who ruled this terrible place may not be as dead as they seem--and that Bulikovs cruel reign may not yet be over.
| ΠΠΎΠ΄ | 2933800 |
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| ΠΠ·Π΄Π°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΡΡΠ²ΠΎ | |
| ΠΠ²ΡΠΎΡ | |
| ΠΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΠΏΠ»Π΅Ρ | ΠΡΠ³ΠΊΠΈΠΉ ΠΏΠ΅ΡΠ΅ΠΏΠ»ΡΡ |
| ΠΠΎΠ»-Π²ΠΎ ΡΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΡ | 452 |
| ΠΠΎΠ΄ ΠΈΠ·Π΄Π°Π½ΠΈΡ | 2014 |
| ISBN | 978-0-8041-3717-1 |
| Π Π°Π·Π΄Π΅Π» | Π€Π°Π½ΡΠ°ΡΡΠΈΠΊΠ°. ΠΠΈΡΡΠΈΠΊΠ°. Π£ΠΆΠ°ΡΡ Π½Π° Π°Π½Π³Π»ΠΈΠΉΡΠΊΠΎΠΌ |
| Π Π°Π·ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡ | 2.5 ΡΠΌ Γ 13.2 ΡΠΌ Γ 20.4 ΡΠΌ |
| ΠΠ΅Ρ | 0.34 ΠΊΠ³ |