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The possibility of a normal life dangles its tempting bait under Aleria's nose, but her penchant for finding danger snatches it away. Her rage at her ultimate degredation leads her to an act of revenge that pushes her even farther away from the traditional life of court society.While she still feels the same, the attitudes of everyone else towards her have changed. No one knows quite how to treat her. And when social conventions threaten her relationship with Mito, she decides it's time to straighten out the lot of them.
Over the centuries since its founding, the landlocked and iron-poor realm of Galesia has developed a social and religious horror of Mechanical devices. But the modern world is creeping through the mountain passes. Farm machinery and the printing press have already arrived; steam engines and repeating rifles are on the way. How will these backward people cope?And in this realm, so removed from the rest of its world, we find Aleria, equally out of touch with her society. Born into a Ranked family, she has no interest in the mannerly social world of her classmates. All their activities seem flat, pale and useless, and she constantly schemes to spice up her life. Her loving parents despair for her future, in fear that her next prank will prove harmful to herself or someone else. Only a few close friends support her. And then one of her stunts goes wrong and throws her into an ordeal that destroys her confidence and cripples her emotions. Seeking a solution, Aleria starts down an unusual path for one of her station. Her Battle Arts Master warns her, "Use violence to solve a problem and you become a different person. Violence will be one of your options for the rest of your life. There is no going back."That suits Aleria. For her, there has always been only one direction: forward.
Lost a century ago from its traditional owner, thrown into a swamp by a Hand with no ear for music, the Sword struggles through the seamy underside of society to regain the path towards honour, glory, and a name of its own. This new prospect is only a woodcutter, but he has a strong arm, a sense of duty, and a receptive mind. Trouble looms for his village. A chance for heroic deeds? The Sword dares to dream again. Now, if only there was someone around with a decent sense of humour...
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