The Malazan Book Of The Fallen
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The Crippled God
‘Erikson is . . . a master of lost and forgotten epochs, a weaver of ancient epics’ SALON.COM
The final, apocalyptic chapter in one of the most exciting, original and acclaimed fantasy series of our time . . .
The Bonehunters are marching to Kolanse, and to an unknown fate . . .
They are exhausted – an army on the brink of mutiny. But their commander will not relent. If she can manage to hold her forces together, Adjunct Tavore Paran means to challenge the gods . . .
Ranged against Tavore and her allies are the Forkrul Assail. Their desire is to cleanse the world – to eradicate every civilization – in order to begin anew. And outside the abandoned city of Kharkanas, thousands have gathered upon the First Shore. Led by Yedan Derryg, they are preparing for the coming of the Tiste Liosan – and a battle they cannot win.
It had long been known that there would be a reckoning, but not the true, terrifying
scale of what was to come. For the Elder Gods seek to shatter the chains that bind a force of utter devastation and set her free. It seems that, once more,
there will be dragons in the world . . .
And so Steven Erikson's extraordinary, genre-defining The Malazan Book of the Fallen draws to a close . . .
‘The perfect finale to one of the greatest literary achievements of the last hundred years. It’s as simple as that’ FANTASY BOOK REVIEW
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The final, apocalyptic chapter in one of the most exciting, original and acclaimed fantasy series of our time . . .
The Bonehunters are marching to Kolanse, and to an unknown fate . . .
They are exhausted – an army on the brink of mutiny. But their commander will not relent. If she can manage to hold her forces together, Adjunct Tavore Paran means to challenge the gods . . .
Ranged against Tavore and her allies are the Forkrul Assail. Their desire is to cleanse the world – to eradicate every civilization – in order to begin anew. And outside the abandoned city of Kharkanas, thousands have gathered upon the First Shore. Led by Yedan Derryg, they are preparing for the coming of the Tiste Liosan – and a battle they cannot win.
It had long been known that there would be a reckoning, but not the true, terrifying
scale of what was to come. For the Elder Gods seek to shatter the chains that bind a force of utter devastation and set her free. It seems that, once more,
there will be dragons in the world . . .
And so Steven Erikson's extraordinary, genre-defining The Malazan Book of the Fallen draws to a close . . .
‘The perfect finale to one of the greatest literary achievements of the last hundred years. It’s as simple as that’ FANTASY BOOK REVIEW
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Dust of Dreams
‘Erikson is . . . a master of lost and forgotten epochs, a weaver of ancient epics’ SALON.COM
In a faraway land and beneath indifferent skies, the penultimate chapter in Steven Erikson’s game-changing The Malazan Book of the Fallen begins . . .
In war everyone loses. This brutal truth can be seen in the eyes of every soldier in every world . . .
On Letherii, the exiled Malazan army prepares to march into the eastern Wastelands to fight for an unknown cause against an enemy it has never seen. The fate that lies in wait for the Bonehunters is one no soldier can prepare for, and no mortal soul can withstand. Their foe is uncertainty, and stubborn courage the only weapon worth wielding.
They are resolved to make a defiant and heroic last stand in the name of redemption but can deeds be heroic when no one is there to witness them? And can that which is not witnessed change the world?
Destinies are rarely simple, truths never clear. The only certainty is that time is on no-one's side – for the Deck of Dragons has been read, unleashing a power that none can comprehend . . .
‘I stand slack-jawed in awe of The Malazan Book of the Fallen. This masterwork of the imagination may be the high watermark of epic fantasy’
GLEN COOK
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In a faraway land and beneath indifferent skies, the penultimate chapter in Steven Erikson’s game-changing The Malazan Book of the Fallen begins . . .
In war everyone loses. This brutal truth can be seen in the eyes of every soldier in every world . . .
On Letherii, the exiled Malazan army prepares to march into the eastern Wastelands to fight for an unknown cause against an enemy it has never seen. The fate that lies in wait for the Bonehunters is one no soldier can prepare for, and no mortal soul can withstand. Their foe is uncertainty, and stubborn courage the only weapon worth wielding.
They are resolved to make a defiant and heroic last stand in the name of redemption but can deeds be heroic when no one is there to witness them? And can that which is not witnessed change the world?
Destinies are rarely simple, truths never clear. The only certainty is that time is on no-one's side – for the Deck of Dragons has been read, unleashing a power that none can comprehend . . .
‘I stand slack-jawed in awe of The Malazan Book of the Fallen. This masterwork of the imagination may be the high watermark of epic fantasy’
GLEN COOK
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Gardens Of The Moon
The entry point into one of the most notoriously 'difficult' but rewarding fantasy series of the past fifty years, Steven Erikson's monumental The Malazan Book of the Fallen, Gardens of the Moon is a breathtaking achievement . . .
The vast, sprawling Malazan Empire simmers with discontent.
It has been bled dry by seemingly interminable warfare, bitter infighting and bloody confrontations with the formidable Anomander Rake, Lord of Moon's Spawn, and his Tiste Andii. And now even the imperial legions, long inured to the bloodshed, yearn for some respite.
For Sergeant Whiskeyjack and his squad of Bridgeburners - and for Tattersail, the Second Legion’s only surviving sorceress - the aftermath of the siege of Pale should have been a time to heal the wounded and mourn the dead. But the ancient citadel of Darujhistan, last of the Free Cities of Genabackis, still holds out against the Empire - and Empress Laseen’s ambition knows no bounds.
However, the Empire is not alone in this great game - sinister forces are gathering as the gods themselves prepare to play their hand . . .
‘Tolkien might have made the most authentic feeling fantasy or sci-fi world I have encountered, but Erikson is the only writer who can compare . . . literally astounding’ GUARDIAN
'If you ask any hardcore fantasy fan for a 'final boss' recommendation, they'll probably point you toward Steven Erikson's Malazan Book of the Fallen. It is a massive, towering beast of a series that doesn't care if you're confused. Erikson doesn't do hand-holding; he just drops you into a world with 300,000 years of history and expects you to catch up . . . it is a tough, dense read, but if you can stick it out, the emotional payoff is huge.' FANTASY BOOK REVIEW
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The vast, sprawling Malazan Empire simmers with discontent.
It has been bled dry by seemingly interminable warfare, bitter infighting and bloody confrontations with the formidable Anomander Rake, Lord of Moon's Spawn, and his Tiste Andii. And now even the imperial legions, long inured to the bloodshed, yearn for some respite.
For Sergeant Whiskeyjack and his squad of Bridgeburners - and for Tattersail, the Second Legion’s only surviving sorceress - the aftermath of the siege of Pale should have been a time to heal the wounded and mourn the dead. But the ancient citadel of Darujhistan, last of the Free Cities of Genabackis, still holds out against the Empire - and Empress Laseen’s ambition knows no bounds.
However, the Empire is not alone in this great game - sinister forces are gathering as the gods themselves prepare to play their hand . . .
‘Tolkien might have made the most authentic feeling fantasy or sci-fi world I have encountered, but Erikson is the only writer who can compare . . . literally astounding’ GUARDIAN
'If you ask any hardcore fantasy fan for a 'final boss' recommendation, they'll probably point you toward Steven Erikson's Malazan Book of the Fallen. It is a massive, towering beast of a series that doesn't care if you're confused. Erikson doesn't do hand-holding; he just drops you into a world with 300,000 years of history and expects you to catch up . . . it is a tough, dense read, but if you can stick it out, the emotional payoff is huge.' FANTASY BOOK REVIEW
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The Bonehunters
‘This masterwork of the imagination may be the high watermark of epic fantasy’ GLEN COOK
Here begins the brutal but compelling sixth chapter in Steven Erikson’s masterly epic fantasy, The Malazan Book of the Fallen . . .
. . . the Seven Cities rebellion has been crushed.
One last rebel force remains, holed up in the city of Y’Ghatan under the fanatical command of Leoman of the Flails. The prospect of laying siege to this ancient fortress makes the battle-weary Malaz 14th Army uneasy. For it was here that the Empire’s greatest champion Dassem Ultor was slain and a tide of Malazan blood spilled.
It is a place of foreboding; its smell is of death.
Yet this is but a sideshow. Agents of a far greater conflict have made their opening moves. The Crippled God has been granted a place in the pantheon, a schism threatens and sides must be chosen. But whatever each god decides, the rules have changed – irrevocably, terrifyingly.
It seems the gods are disinclined to be kind and the first blood to be drawn will be in the mortal world . . .
‘It’s not just the vast imaginative sweep but the quality of prose that lifts this Malazan sequence . . . our author makes you work hard . . . it’s well worth it’ SFX
‘The most significant work of epic fantasy since Donaldson’s Chronicles of Thomas Covenant’
SF SITE
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Here begins the brutal but compelling sixth chapter in Steven Erikson’s masterly epic fantasy, The Malazan Book of the Fallen . . .
. . . the Seven Cities rebellion has been crushed.
One last rebel force remains, holed up in the city of Y’Ghatan under the fanatical command of Leoman of the Flails. The prospect of laying siege to this ancient fortress makes the battle-weary Malaz 14th Army uneasy. For it was here that the Empire’s greatest champion Dassem Ultor was slain and a tide of Malazan blood spilled.
It is a place of foreboding; its smell is of death.
Yet this is but a sideshow. Agents of a far greater conflict have made their opening moves. The Crippled God has been granted a place in the pantheon, a schism threatens and sides must be chosen. But whatever each god decides, the rules have changed – irrevocably, terrifyingly.
It seems the gods are disinclined to be kind and the first blood to be drawn will be in the mortal world . . .
‘It’s not just the vast imaginative sweep but the quality of prose that lifts this Malazan sequence . . . our author makes you work hard . . . it’s well worth it’ SFX
‘The most significant work of epic fantasy since Donaldson’s Chronicles of Thomas Covenant’
SF SITE
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Deadhouse Gates
'One of the best fantasy novels of the year.' SF SITE
Set in a brilliantly realized world ravaged by war and dark, uncontrollable magic, here is the thrilling, brutal second chapter in Steven Erikson’s magnificent The Malazan Book of the Fallen.
The Malazan Empire teeters on the brink . . .
In the Holy Desert Raraku, a seer named Sha'ik gathers an army around her in preparation for a long-prophesied uprising named the Whirlwind. Unprecedented in its size and savagery, this maelstrom will shape destinies and giving birth to legends.
In the Otataral mines, a young woman dreams of revenge against the sister who condemned her to a life of slavery. Escape leads Felisin to Raraku, where her soul will be reborn and her future made clear. Events will also overtake the outlawed Bridgeburners, Fiddler and the assassin Kalam. Their intention is to rid the world of the Empress Laseen, but it seems the gods would – as always – have it otherwise.
Into this blighted land come two ancient wanderers who carry with them a devastating secret. And then there is Coltaine, charismatic commander of the Malaz 7th Army, who will lead his war-weary troops in a last, valiant battle to save the lives of thirty thousand refugees, securing an illustrious place in the Empire's chequered history.
‘This is true myth in the making, a drawing upon fantasy to recreate histories and legends as rich as any found within our culture’ INTERZONE
'Arguably the best fantasy series ever written.' FANTASY BOOK REVIEW
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Set in a brilliantly realized world ravaged by war and dark, uncontrollable magic, here is the thrilling, brutal second chapter in Steven Erikson’s magnificent The Malazan Book of the Fallen.
The Malazan Empire teeters on the brink . . .
In the Holy Desert Raraku, a seer named Sha'ik gathers an army around her in preparation for a long-prophesied uprising named the Whirlwind. Unprecedented in its size and savagery, this maelstrom will shape destinies and giving birth to legends.
In the Otataral mines, a young woman dreams of revenge against the sister who condemned her to a life of slavery. Escape leads Felisin to Raraku, where her soul will be reborn and her future made clear. Events will also overtake the outlawed Bridgeburners, Fiddler and the assassin Kalam. Their intention is to rid the world of the Empress Laseen, but it seems the gods would – as always – have it otherwise.
Into this blighted land come two ancient wanderers who carry with them a devastating secret. And then there is Coltaine, charismatic commander of the Malaz 7th Army, who will lead his war-weary troops in a last, valiant battle to save the lives of thirty thousand refugees, securing an illustrious place in the Empire's chequered history.
‘This is true myth in the making, a drawing upon fantasy to recreate histories and legends as rich as any found within our culture’ INTERZONE
'Arguably the best fantasy series ever written.' FANTASY BOOK REVIEW
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House of Chains
'This is true myth in the making, a drawing upon fantasy to recreate histories and legends as rich as any found within our culture' INTERZONE
Setting the scene for the pulse-pounding fourth chapter in Steven Erikson’s acclaimed The Malazan Book of the Fallen . . .
In Northern Genabackis, a raiding party of tribal warriors descends from the mountains into the southern lands.
Their intention is to wreak havoc amongst the despised lowlanders, but for the one named Karsa Orlong it marks the beginning of what will prove an extraordinary destiny.
Years pass and in the aftermath of the Chain of Dogs, Tavore, the new Adjunct to the Empress, has arrived in the last remaining Malazan stronghold on Seven Cities. She is faced with a seemingly impossible task – to hone twelve thousand soldiers, but for a handful of veterans of Coltaine’s legendary march mostly raw recruits, into a force capable of challenging the massed legions of the seer Sha'ik that lie in wait in the Holy Desert.
But waiting is never easy. While her warlords are locked in a power struggle that threatens the very soul of the rebellion, the Sha'ik suffers – haunted by the knowledge that her nemesis is her own flesh and blood: her sister, Tavore . . .
‘Erikson’s magnum opus . . . sits in pole position as the very best and most ambitious fantasy saga ever written’ PAT’S FANTASY HOTLIST
'The most masterful piece of fiction I have ever read. It has single-handedly changed everything we thought we knew about fantasy literature and redefined what is possible.' SF SITE
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Setting the scene for the pulse-pounding fourth chapter in Steven Erikson’s acclaimed The Malazan Book of the Fallen . . .
In Northern Genabackis, a raiding party of tribal warriors descends from the mountains into the southern lands.
Their intention is to wreak havoc amongst the despised lowlanders, but for the one named Karsa Orlong it marks the beginning of what will prove an extraordinary destiny.
Years pass and in the aftermath of the Chain of Dogs, Tavore, the new Adjunct to the Empress, has arrived in the last remaining Malazan stronghold on Seven Cities. She is faced with a seemingly impossible task – to hone twelve thousand soldiers, but for a handful of veterans of Coltaine’s legendary march mostly raw recruits, into a force capable of challenging the massed legions of the seer Sha'ik that lie in wait in the Holy Desert.
But waiting is never easy. While her warlords are locked in a power struggle that threatens the very soul of the rebellion, the Sha'ik suffers – haunted by the knowledge that her nemesis is her own flesh and blood: her sister, Tavore . . .
‘Erikson’s magnum opus . . . sits in pole position as the very best and most ambitious fantasy saga ever written’ PAT’S FANTASY HOTLIST
'The most masterful piece of fiction I have ever read. It has single-handedly changed everything we thought we knew about fantasy literature and redefined what is possible.' SF SITE
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Memories of Ice
‘Nobody does it better than Erikson . . . the best fantasy series around’ SFFWORLD
Here is the momentous third chapter in Steven Erikson's magnificent epic sequence, The Malazan Book of the Fallen - a triumph of unputdownable storytelling.
The ravaged continent of Genabackis has given birth to a terrifying new empire: the Pannion Domin . . .
Like a tide of corrupted blood, it seethes across the land, devouring all who fail to heed the word of its elusive prophet, the Pannion Seer. In its path stands an uneasy alliance: there are Dujek Onearm's Host and Whiskeyjack’s veteran Bridgeburners and alongside them, some enemies of old – the forces of warlord Caladan Brood, Anomander Rake and his Tiste Andii, and the Rhivi people of the Plains.
And more ancient clans are gathering . . .
For as if in answer to some primal summons, the T'lan Imass have risen. It would seem something altogether darker and more malign threatens the very substance of this world. The Warrens are poisoned, and rumours abound that the Crippled God is now unchained and intent on a terrible revenge . . .
‘Erikson . . . towers over every other author writing fantasy today’ SF SITE
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Here is the momentous third chapter in Steven Erikson's magnificent epic sequence, The Malazan Book of the Fallen - a triumph of unputdownable storytelling.
The ravaged continent of Genabackis has given birth to a terrifying new empire: the Pannion Domin . . .
Like a tide of corrupted blood, it seethes across the land, devouring all who fail to heed the word of its elusive prophet, the Pannion Seer. In its path stands an uneasy alliance: there are Dujek Onearm's Host and Whiskeyjack’s veteran Bridgeburners and alongside them, some enemies of old – the forces of warlord Caladan Brood, Anomander Rake and his Tiste Andii, and the Rhivi people of the Plains.
And more ancient clans are gathering . . .
For as if in answer to some primal summons, the T'lan Imass have risen. It would seem something altogether darker and more malign threatens the very substance of this world. The Warrens are poisoned, and rumours abound that the Crippled God is now unchained and intent on a terrible revenge . . .
‘Erikson . . . towers over every other author writing fantasy today’ SF SITE
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Midnight Tides
War and betrayal, magic and myth collide in this, the tumultuous fifth chapter of Steven Erikson's magnificent The Malazan Book of the Fallen.
After decades of internecine warfare, there is peace . . .
The tribes of the Tiste Edur have at last united under the Warlock King of the Hiroth. And so, yes peace – but it has been exacted at a terrible price: a pact made with a hidden power whose motives are at best suspect, at worst deadly.
To the south, the expansionist kingdom of Lether, eager to fulfil its long-prophesied renaissance as an Empire, has enslaved its less-civilized neighbours with rapacious hunger. All, that is, save one – the Tiste Edur. And it must be only a matter of time before they too will fall.
Or so destiny has decreed.
Because ancient forces are awakening. The impending struggle between these two peoples is but a pale reflection of a far more primal battle – a confrontation with the still-raw wound of an old betrayal and a craving for revenge at its seething heart . . .
‘Marvellously gripping . . . a riveting read, punctuated as ever with pockets of humour and fantastically individual characters’ SFCROWSNEST
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After decades of internecine warfare, there is peace . . .
The tribes of the Tiste Edur have at last united under the Warlock King of the Hiroth. And so, yes peace – but it has been exacted at a terrible price: a pact made with a hidden power whose motives are at best suspect, at worst deadly.
To the south, the expansionist kingdom of Lether, eager to fulfil its long-prophesied renaissance as an Empire, has enslaved its less-civilized neighbours with rapacious hunger. All, that is, save one – the Tiste Edur. And it must be only a matter of time before they too will fall.
Or so destiny has decreed.
Because ancient forces are awakening. The impending struggle between these two peoples is but a pale reflection of a far more primal battle – a confrontation with the still-raw wound of an old betrayal and a craving for revenge at its seething heart . . .
‘Marvellously gripping . . . a riveting read, punctuated as ever with pockets of humour and fantastically individual characters’ SFCROWSNEST
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Reaper's Gale
‘The most significant work of epic fantasy since Donaldson’s Chronicles of Thomas Covenant’ SF SITE
In this, the seventh chapter in Steven Erikson’s monumental The Malazan Book of the Fallen, there will be a reckoning, and it will be on an unimaginable scale . . .
The Letherii Empire is in turmoil . . .
As Rhulad Sengar, Emperor of a Thousand Deaths, spirals into madness, the far-seeing god, the Errant, is suddenly blind to the future. And those self-serving courtiers who claim the emperor’s ear seem intent on waging all-out war against the empire's neighbours.
And there is the matter of the Tiste Edur fleet that draws ever closer. Amongst its number are Karsa Orlong and Icarium Lifestealer, and their presence alone means that blood will be spilled.
But a small band of fugitives seeks a way out. One of their company, Fear Sengar, hunts the soul of Scabandari Bloodeye. With his help, they might halt the Edur and save his brother, the Emperor.
However, Silchas Ruin, brother of Anomander Rake, also travels with them. The scars he carries were made by the blades of Scabandari - and he wants revenge . . .
‘Wonderous voyages, demons and gods abound . . . dense and complex . . . and ultimately rewarding’ LOCUS
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In this, the seventh chapter in Steven Erikson’s monumental The Malazan Book of the Fallen, there will be a reckoning, and it will be on an unimaginable scale . . .
The Letherii Empire is in turmoil . . .
As Rhulad Sengar, Emperor of a Thousand Deaths, spirals into madness, the far-seeing god, the Errant, is suddenly blind to the future. And those self-serving courtiers who claim the emperor’s ear seem intent on waging all-out war against the empire's neighbours.
And there is the matter of the Tiste Edur fleet that draws ever closer. Amongst its number are Karsa Orlong and Icarium Lifestealer, and their presence alone means that blood will be spilled.
But a small band of fugitives seeks a way out. One of their company, Fear Sengar, hunts the soul of Scabandari Bloodeye. With his help, they might halt the Edur and save his brother, the Emperor.
However, Silchas Ruin, brother of Anomander Rake, also travels with them. The scars he carries were made by the blades of Scabandari - and he wants revenge . . .
‘Wonderous voyages, demons and gods abound . . . dense and complex . . . and ultimately rewarding’ LOCUS
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Toll The Hounds
The tumultuous eighth chapter in Steven Erikson’s epic The Malazan Book of the Fallen - and the story enters its final, climactic stages.
It is said that Hood waits at the end of every plot, every scheme, each grandiose ambition . . .
But this time it is different: this time the Lord of Death is there at the beginning.
Darujhistan swelters and seethes with portents, rumours and whispers.
Strangers have arrived, a murderer is abroad, and assassins are targeting the owners of K'rul's Bar. But such events will be dwarfed by what is about to happen – for in the distance can be heard the baying of hounds.
And in far-away Black Coral, the ruling Tiste Andii appear oblivious to the threat posed by the cult of the Redeemer – an honourable, once-mortal man who now seems powerless against the twisted vision of his followers.
So Hood stands at the beginning of a conspiracy that will shake the cosmos, but at its end there waits another: Anomander Rake, Son of Darkness, who has vowed to right an ancient and terrible wrong . . .
‘Beautifully melancholic and exhilaratingly epic . . . one of the finest fantasy novels ever written’
GRIMDARK
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It is said that Hood waits at the end of every plot, every scheme, each grandiose ambition . . .
But this time it is different: this time the Lord of Death is there at the beginning.
Darujhistan swelters and seethes with portents, rumours and whispers.
Strangers have arrived, a murderer is abroad, and assassins are targeting the owners of K'rul's Bar. But such events will be dwarfed by what is about to happen – for in the distance can be heard the baying of hounds.
And in far-away Black Coral, the ruling Tiste Andii appear oblivious to the threat posed by the cult of the Redeemer – an honourable, once-mortal man who now seems powerless against the twisted vision of his followers.
So Hood stands at the beginning of a conspiracy that will shake the cosmos, but at its end there waits another: Anomander Rake, Son of Darkness, who has vowed to right an ancient and terrible wrong . . .
‘Beautifully melancholic and exhilaratingly epic . . . one of the finest fantasy novels ever written’
GRIMDARK
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