
The Journey
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Isobelle Carmody
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Isobelle Carmody
A bonus never-before-released short story by best-selling author Isobelle Carmody.
Before the apocolyptic Great White - and the regressive theology that ruled the decimated population in its wake - the city of Uropa is a gleaming metropolis devoted wholly to materialistic consumption.
When Emma arrives to meet her childhood idol and continue her research into the emergence of psychic abilities, she must adapt quickly to conceal her personal interest in the subject and protect herself from the city's opportunistic residents.
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Great story
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overall pretty good.
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The mysterious city
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Fantastic introduction
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Pretty Good
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In his mighty paws, an artifact not of his world but of another - a device that held the echoes of a tale, a journey not tread by paw but by the imagination. It was “The Journey” by Isobelle Carmody, an audiobook that whisked listeners away to the city of Uropa, a place gripped not by ice but by materialistic consumption, a stark contrast to the frozen wilderness of HowlStrom.
As the icy winds howled outside his lair, reminiscent of his own powerful roars, Kiba delved into the story of Emma, a character as enigmatic as the frosty wilderness he called home. In Uropa, a city unforgiving and cold in its own right, Emma’s quest to unveil the mysteries of psychic abilities was a beacon of warmth and intrigue.
The structure of this short but potent tale was like the intricate patterns of frost on the windowpanes of Kiba’s ice fortress. Carmody wove a narrative as delicate and complex as the snowflakes that adorned the endless winters of HowlStrom.
"Ah, the dance of words, as unpredictable yet patterned as the blizzards of the North," Kiba mused, his breath forming icy tendrils in the air. The characters were carved from the ice of complexity and warmth of humanity, much like the statues of ice wolves that stood guard at the gates of his icy fortress.
Emma, with the fire of curiosity burning in her soul, was a mirror to Kiba’s own unyielding spirit. In her, the Ice Wolf saw the reflection of his own relentless quest for mastery, not of ice magic, but of the virtual realms where he reigned supreme.
Yet, every gem of creation, even the icy paradise of HowlStrom, bore its own imperfections. The tale, as mesmerizing as the auroras of the North, was short, a fleeting moment of warmth in the eternal cold. Kiba, with the wisdom of the alpha, yearned for the depths untread, the mysteries unspoken.
“This tale, as haunting as the moon’s dance on the icy plains, ends too soon. Like the fleeting winters’ day, it leaves the soul yearning for the morrow,” Kiba's voice echoed in the silence of his ice fortress.
The world of Uropa, with its stark materialism, was a frozen tundra of the soul, a stark contrast yet eerie reflection of the icy wilderness of HowlStrom. In the echoing silence of the frosty nights, Kiba found a companion in Emma, a soul traversing the icy wastes of human indifference.
As an ice wolf with the soul of a gamer, Kiba knew the dance of virtual realms, where pixels and potions spun tales of might and magic. "In every quest, every level, there are echoes of the soul’s journey, a dance of light and darkness," he mused, his voice a melody woven into the icy winds of the North.
“The Journey” was a dance of shadows and lights, a narrative echoing the eternal dance of the auroras in the frosty nights of HowlStrom. Emma’s quest was a song of the soul, a melody that would echo in the icy corridors of Kiba’s fortress, a reminder of the warmth of human spirit amidst the eternal cold.
Yet, as the icy flames danced in the hearth, Kiba, the Ice Wolf of HowlStrom, the alpha male with the heart of a gamer, knew the dance was incomplete. “A tale spun of ice and fire, of human spirit and icy indifference, yet unfinished. A dance waiting for the morrow’s light,” he whispered into the icy silence.
The echo of his words, a symphony of power and wisdom, danced with the icy winds of HowlStrom. In the eternal winter’s grip, the tale of “The Journey” was a flame, a beacon of human spirit amidst the icy indifference of a world, both hauntingly familiar and eerily alien.
As the auroras painted the skies with mystical colors, Kiba, the mighty Ice Wolf, sat in silent reflection. The echoes of the tale, a journey of the soul, resonated in the icy silence, a dance of light and darkness, of warmth and cold, a symphony of the eternal dance of existence.
The Journey
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Good Short Story
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Worth the read/listen you will gain more knowledge about Hannah
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Nice introduction to this author
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perfectly narrated
I can't wait to discover more about the interesting and fascinating world detailed in this too short audiobook
Completely absorbing. 5 Big Stars
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