The second brilliant book in the fantasy series set in an entirely new world from bestselling authors David and Leigh Eddings.They are called the Dreamers. They look like sleeping children. They are, in fact, Gods.Despite the literally earth-shattering climax of The Elder Gods, Dahlaine still does not regret having brought the Dreamers into the world of the Elder Gods. He only wishes he’d thought harder about the consequences.His sister Aracia fears the whole world will collapse in on itself if the Dreamers should all wake up and realize where they are. It’s bad enough with them dreaming the future, but at least it’s a future.Dahlain is pretty sure he’s safe from an ‘I-told-you-so’ from Aracia. The Dreamers give the Elder Gods a chance in the battle against the vicious Ruler of the Wasteland.Then spies of very short stature start cropping up in Veltan’s bucolic and peaceful domain.They look like people, or maybe they all look like the same person, but they are more sinister than that.Fortunately, Dahlaine is soon on the scene riding his thunderbolt. This second story of the sibling Gods is the story of the first god Dahlaine and his child Yaltar, who is so dangerous when asleep. And it is the story of the Treasured One, a mysterious presence who is controlling Yaltar’s dreams!
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David Eddings. The Treasured One
The Treasured One. David and Leigh Eddings
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Table of Contents
Maps
PREFACE
THE DREAM OF ASHAD
THE SOUTHLAND
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2
3
4
5
THE BETRAYAL
1
2
3
4
5
6
INTERLUDE IN THE LAND OF DREAMS
THE MAN OF HONOR
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2
3
4
5
6
SKELL JODANSON OF JORMO
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2
3
4
5
THE SOUTH COAST
1
2
3
4
THE TREASURED ONE
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2
3
THE GREAT WALL
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2
3
4
THE SEA OF GOLD
1
2
3
4
THE BRIDGE
1
2
MANY VOICES
1
2
3
4
5
THE INLAND SEA
1
2
3
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Book Two of The Dreamers
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My thunderbolt took me across the lower edge of the Wasteland, and I peered down at the sand and rocks rather closely on the off-chance that I might see the servants of the Vlagh moving toward our young brother’s Domain, but as far as I could tell, the desert below was void of any kind of life.
The twin volcanos at the head of the ravine above Lattash were still belching fire as I rode my thunderbolt into Zelana’s Domain, and I was quite certain the eruption would continue for years. The more I thought about it, the more it seemed that perhaps I should have put some limitations on the capabilities of the Dreamers. They were children, after all, and children sometimes get carried away and overly enthusiastic. The only problem I saw with that notion was how. Despite their immaturity, the Dreamers had virtually unlimited power over the forces of nature, and I ruefully conceded that they could quite probably step over any barrier I might have tried to put in their way. My original idea had seemed to be a perfect solution to a serious problem, but perhaps I should have given it just a bit more thought.
