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Book Information:
Genre: High/Epic Fantasy
Author: Sara Douglass
Name: Sinner
Series: Book One of The Wayfarer Redemption
Extra Scan Info: This is book one of the sequel trilogy to The Axis Trilogy .
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Sinner
by Sara Douglass
Book One of The Wayfarer Redemption


Fire-Night
The four craft crashed through the barriers between the outer universe and the planet, exploding in raging flames, creating the portal that later races would call the Star Gate.
The creatures inside fought for control of the craft, fought even knowing it was a lost cause - the craft had ceased to listen to them hundreds of years previously. But even when death was only moments away, their hands clung to navigation mechanisms, hoping to somehow save their cargoЕ and maybe even save the world to which they plummeted from their cargo.
It was useless. Most of them were drifting ashes by the time their flaming craft smashed deep into the surface of the planet.
Most of them. One, like the four craft, survived.
Within days the craft had shifted comfortably into the pits created by their violent arrival, accepting the waters that closed over their surface. For three thousand years they dreamed. Then they woke and began to grow, spreading their tentacles deep beneath the land, reaching out, each to the other. Their metalled surfaces and walkways and panels and compartments hummed with the music they had learned in the millennia they'd travelled the universe. But this music the craft kept to themselves, not letting it mix with the sound of the Star Dance that filtered through the Star Gate.
The Survivor occasionally woke from his own deep sleep, wandering the corridors of the craft and those hallways that extended between each craft, looking, looking, looking, but never finding.
"Katie!" he would cry, "Katie! I don't know where it is!"
His searching always left him physically and emotionally exhausted, and within days of waking he would wander disconsolately back to his chamber, and there lie down to sleep yet again.
His dreams were disturbed, wondering why he'd survived, and yet not his comrades.
Wondering what the craft needed him to do.
Wondering whether the cargo was safe.
Wondering whether it would ever be claimed.
Wondering.
Aeons passed.

Enchanter-Talon WolfStar SunSoar wrapped his wings tighter about his body and slipped deeper into the madness that consumed him. He stood at the very lip of the Star Gate itself, his body swaying gently to the sounds of the Star Dance that pounded through the Gate.
Come to me, come to me, join me, dance with me! Come!
Oh! How WolfStar wanted to! How he wanted to fling himself through the Gate, discover the mysteries and adventures of the universe, immerse himself completely in the loveliness of the Star Dance.
Yet WolfStar also wanted the pleasures of this life. The power he wielded as Talon over all Tencendor, the awe of the masses of Icar№, Avar and Acharite, and the firmness of StarLaughter's body in his bed at night. He was not yet ready to give all that up. He had come young to the Talon throne, and wanted to enjoy it for as long as he could. But how the Star Gate tempted himЕ
Come! join me! Be my lover! I have all the power you crave!
WolfStar could feel the indecision tearing him apart. Stars! What sorcery could be his if he managed to discover the full power of the Star Dance and ruled this mortal realm of Tencendor!
I want it all, he thought, all! But how?
If he surrendered to the almost irresistible lure of the Star Gate and threw himself in, then WolfStar also wanted to know he could come back. Return and flaunt his new-found power and knowledge. Revel in it. Use it. Of what use was power if it could not be used in life?
WolfStar was destined for legendary greatness. He knew it.
He shifted on the lip of the Star Gate and his mouth twisted in anger and frustration. What more could he do?
Over the past weeks he had selected the most powerful of the young Enchanters among the Icar№ and had thrown them through the Star Gate. Come back, he had ordered, with the secrets of the universe in your hand. Share them with me. Tell me how / can step through the Star Gate and yet come back.
They were young, and their lives could be wasted, if waste it was.