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“‎"It always seemed somehow less real here... a really detailed dream, but sort of washed out, like a thin watercolor. Softer, somehow, even with their electric light and engines and everything. I guess it was because there was hardly any magic.”

Quote by Garth Nix

Book:Lirael

Work

Lirael

In this fantasy novel, Lirael, a young woman from a noble family, finds herself in a world where magic and politics intertwine. As she navigates the challenges of her new role and the secrets of her past, Lirael uncovers a plot that threatens the very fabric of her world. The novel is known for its intricate plot, vivid characters, and deep exploration of themes such as identity, power, and the struggle between good and evil. more

Author

Garth Nix
Garth Nix

Garth Nix is an Australian author renowned for his fantasy novels. Born in July 1963, he has been active in the literary world since the 1980s. Nix's works are celebrated for their rich imagination, complex narrative structures, and profound themes. more

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