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Harry Dresden is back.
The first Dresden novel in six years,Peace Talkswas announced a few years ago by No.
Credit: Orbit
1New York Timesbest-selling author Jim Butcher.
Peace Talksfinds the Supernatural nations of the world meeting up to negotiate an end to ongoing hostilities.
It was a bit of a bumpy ride, but Harry Dresden is finally back in the saddle!
For a wizard, thats .
Control of our own thoughts and emotions is vital.
Otherwise, all kinds of horrible things can happen.
The first lesson every practitioner learns is how to quiet and focus his or her mind.
I didnt get any of those.
That hadnt been the result of some random eddy of energy.
Is that what I think it is?
I asked him, my voice shaking.
Outsiders, he confirmed grimly.
Someone just whistled them in.
Super, I said.
Just once, Id like to be wrong about these things.
The old man snorted.
The question was almost meaningless.
Outsiders were creatures from beyond the borders of reality, from outside of our universe.
They werent anything close to human.
They were hideous, and they were dangerous, and they .
were just too alien to be understood.
Demons they might be.
But demons summoned by mortals, the only way for them to get into our reality.
They always have a mortal purpose, if not always a rational one.
Trying to interfere with it in some way, I suggested.
Definitely a poor way to begin negotiations, Ebenezar agreed.
And I dont think that we
He suddenly froze and stared.
I followed his gaze.
Oh, Hells Bells, I breathed.
Is that what I think it is?
Belike, growled the old man, his eyes shifting around.
How well do you know this block?
Its Chicago, I said.
We need a place without people or much that can catch fire.
I eyed him and said, Its Chicago.
A row of short, powerful-looking tentacles ran along its flanks.
A longer, thicker tentacle lashed like a whip where its tail should have been.
It had something like scales made of mucus, rather than fur, and flesh squelched on flesh.
Cornerhound, Ebenezar said, his voice purely disgusted.
His expression was annoyed.
But then I noticed one of the more terrifying sights Id seen in my life.
Ebenezar McCoys hands were unsteady.
The end of his staff quivered as they trembled.
My mentor, my teacher, the most feared wizard on the planet, was frightened.
Then the cornerhound crouched, its body turning toward us with serpentine fluidity.
