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“Faey lived, for those who knew how to find her, within Ombria's past. Parts of the city's past lay within time's reach, beneath the streets in great old limestone tunnels: the hovels and mansions and sunken river that Ombria shrugged off like a forgotten skin, and buried beneath itself through the centuries.”

Quote by Patricia A. McKillip

Work

Ombria in Shadow

In Ombria in Shadow, readers are transported to a world where shadows are not just darkness but a source of power and mystery. The story unfolds in a richly detailed fantasy setting, where the characters navigate a complex web of politics, magic, and personal ambition. The novel explores themes of light versus darkness, the struggle for power, and the search for identity. more

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Patricia A. McKillip
Patricia A. McKillip

Patricia A. McKillip is an American fantasy author known for her unique literary style and rich imagination. Her works often blend mythology, folklore, and fantasy elements, which have won her a dedicated following. more

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