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    Iomik and the Emerald Woman
    Iomik and the Emerald Woman
    Iomik and the Emerald Woman
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    Iomik and the Emerald Woman

    By André Consciência

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    Iomik, the gnome thief, tries to steal the secret of time from the emerald jewel kept by the mistress of the eons. To succeed he will have to race against Rumif, a Fire Lord who has been courting the Queen of Time, on a journey that will strip him and his powerful companions from the League of Thieves of all weakness while they meet the lords of hell, rulers that rule space and defend the jewel's essence. This book is a first on The Treasure Hunter Series and connects to the first among The Odur-u Chronicles, "Gem of Silence". 

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMelting Books
    Release dateOct 29, 2018
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      Iomik and the Emerald Woman - André Consciência

      Iomik and the Emerald Woman

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      (to take or catch; to seize; to master, to capture)

      © André Henrique de Oliveira Consciência 2018

      House: Melting Books

      Series: The Treasure Hunter

      Author: André Consciência

      1. Iomik stared at the black spider standing like a night monster in its glass jar. Its hair gleamed with the dust of stars the thief had obtained from a spirit of the moon through trade. What influence the substance could have on the spider, he did not know, that was why he experimented, but he calculated by such means to know the essence that had first generated the form of the creature, its intelligence and its interpidity. While he waited for some change, he would read a newspaper between his thin as matches fingers and fight against his own shadow, which sometimes intercepted the light of his watered-down datura flowers to create phoenix frost. He heard something stirring on the surface of the earth, and his trembling, fickle face looked up at the ceiling, from which sand dribbled lightly. Then he looked precisely at his hourglass, and time took him to distant memories.

      2. Ceparasol opened the treasure chest after shaking the dust out of his hands, anticipation running through his muscles. His long, blazing hair fluttered in the desert sand and a smile was on his lips. The first thing Iomik saw was the sun, which struck his teeth, but Iomik could not see the figure of the one who had rescued him until later, when Ceparasol lighted dense smokers and sang the chained songs of stone, plant and tree. He then placed the golden chest of precious stones at the center of a lead triangle and dressed in a silk turban and undressed everything else. He drew a circle of salt around him, covered himself with mud, opened the pores and absorbed slowly and sourly the pasty and mineral essence. Then, in the mirror of his eyes, he saw Iomik, and Iomik also saw him, shuddering, still a child, while the mortal with the white hair of snows past. At that point Iomik looked a little like a slender reptile, curled up in itself in fear of maltreatment. So the legend was not lying, said the man. What have we here? Ceparasol touched the child. How did you come to be here? He asked. Iomik moved, like a salamander, his lips silenced but his memory awakened, remembering the trauma inflicted by his fellows.

      3. The spider went to dig, destroy the hole and dig again, restless and out of its natural habitat. When I was little, Iomik began to explain, I was very much like you. I grew up in a mine of gold, and it was to me more appealing the glitter of gold and its mirrored surface than the cry of other children. I never looked at the other kids, and you know that's what we're supposed to do when we're infants. An adult is centuries in his world and no one misses him nor anyone will he seek, but the child is and should be restless, yes. But I never looked at the other children, all I knew was my face changing in the mirrored crust of gold. Maybe that's why my face changes like the clouds, or maybe my face has always been like this, because the other children cultivated the fear they had me, and they locked me in the treasure of Master Solomon, a mortal, just like you. And just as they imprisoned me so I did to you, unfortunately, but for a brief time! You must free yourself from the cage of your body. The hourglass stopped and he returned it.

      4. What am I? Laughed Ceparasol, repeating Iomik's question. My own say I have Djin's blood, I travel alone in the deserts and I discover secrets I only share with the stars. But I am only a man, a man without certainty even that Solomon existed, let alone his treasure. And I'm mortal. Iomik squirmed, weeks had passed by but he remained in the gold trunk like a dragon on a treasure. We are different. Am I not a man? Iomik put in. No, you're still a child. Even though you've been there knowns Allah since when. Iomik stood up, stretching his thin neck almost out of the chest while Ceparasol gazed at him tenderly. Am I not mortal? He shot out. Ceparasol smiled. Like all men, you will die, but you are not mortal. In the world there are the children of Adam, flesh, blood and bone, and who can not pass walls, and those who are not children of Adam but of the Spirit, and who fly and who cross the matter, and those like you who eat, evacuate, sleep, wake up and reproduce, but they are not children of Adam, they were not touched by the Book, and no spirits are they. Iomik's head looked down, the neck longer than the body, and then up. In that case, we are the children of whom? The man dared to place Iomik over his hand carefully and candidly. "We are all children of Allah, but God does not allow a creature to fulfill a destiny other than that present in his nature. It is forbidden for you to rise to our status and gain

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