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“Nein, Will Henry, unser Feind ist die Furcht. Blindmachende, verstandtötende Furcht. Furcht zerstört die Wahrheit und vergiftet jede Klarheit, womit sie uns zu falschen Annahmen und irrationalen Schlussfolgerungen führt.”

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Book:The Monstrumologist
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The Monstrumologist

In this historical fiction, the protagonist embarks on a perilous quest to study and document creatures of the unknown, blending elements of science and the supernatural. more

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Rick Yancey
Rick Yancey

Rick Yancey is an American novelist known for his young adult literature. His works often blend elements of science fiction, fantasy, and adventure, and are highly favored by young readers. more

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