The Quest: A Novel of Ancient Egypt (Novels of Ancient Egypt)

The Quest: A Novel of Ancient Egypt (Novels of Ancient Egypt)

Wilbur Smith

Language: English

Pages: 718

ISBN: 0312947496

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

A stunning, heart-pounding, journey into the lost world of the Pharaohs.

Wilbur Smith has earned international acclaim for his bestselling River God, The Seventh Scroll, and Warlock. Now, the unrivaled master of adventure returns with the eagerly awaited sequel to his thrilling Egyptian series with his most fantastic story yet. The Quest continues the story of the Warlock, Taita, wise in the lore of the gods and a master of magic and the supernatural.

Egypt has been struck by a series of terrible plagues, killing its crops and crippling its people. Then the ultimate disaster befalls the kingdom. The Nile fails. The waters that nourish and sustain the land dry up.
Something catastrophic is taking place in the distant and totally unexplored depths of Africa, from where the mighty river springs. In desperation the Pharaoh sends Taita, the only man who might be able to find his way through the hazardous territory to the source of the Nile and discover the cause of all their woes. But not even Taita can have any idea of what a terrible enemy waits in ambush in those dark lands at the end of their world.

No other author can conjure up the violence and mystery of Ancient Egypt like Wilbur Smith. The Quest marks his stirring return to the acclaimed series and proves once again why fans such as Stephen King praise him as the world's "best historical novelist."

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congealed blood of cadavers,’ Meren said. ‘Neither man nor beast can drink from them. The horses and cattle, even the goats, are perishing from thirst. Their skeletal bodies line the riverbanks.’ ‘Plague and affliction! Such a thing has never been dreamed of in the history of the earth since the beginning time,’ Taita whispered. ‘And it is not a single plague, Magus,’ Meren went on doggedly. ‘From the bloody pools of the Nile have emerged great hordes of spiny toads, large and swift as dogs.

his manroot with fascination. ‘It is impossible, but he seems to have doubled in size. I am a bit frightened of him. You may have to perform some of your magic to get him inside me.’ So close was the bond that they had built up between them that he could feel the sensations she was experiencing as though they were his own. By reading her aura as they went along, he could anticipate her needs before she became aware of them. He paced her perfectly, never too fast or too slow. When she realized he

seen it done many times before,’ Fenn assured her. Then Meren spoke out: ‘I trust your good sense, Magus, although it seems that there is a great deal less of that than there once was. I remember a time when it was you who always cautioned me to prudence. Now it is I who must play nursemaid to you. It is strange how reckless a man becomes when something dangles between his legs.’ Taita laughed. ‘A wise observation, good Meren. But do not worry yourself unduly. Fenn and I know what we are about.

sheathed dagger into his loincloth and climbed to the top of the bank. Boldly he headed for the hut behind which the grey mare was tethered. In nothing more than a loincloth and sandals he could try to pass himself off as a legionary. If he was challenged he could reply, in fluent, colloquial Egyptian, that he had gone to the riverbed to attend to his private business. However, no one challenged him. He reached the corner of the hut and ducked round it. The mare was tethered just beyond the open

friendships with members of the opposite sex whom he encountered on their travels. He tied the ribbon in a bow round her waist to prevent the hem of the tunic dragging in the dirt. Fenn craned her neck to study the effect. ‘Look at her preen.’ They smiled. ‘’Tis a great pity she is so ugly.’ ‘That will change,’ Taita promised, and thought of how beautiful she had been in the other life. By the middle of the next morning the bodies of the dead Luo had rotted and bloated. Even at a distance

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