The Infinity Gate: Darkglass Mountain: Book Three - By Sara Douglass

Part One

Chapter 1 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 2 – The Twisted Tower

Chapter 3 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 4 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 5 – Elcho Falling and the Twisted Tower

Chapter 6 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 7 – Elcho Falling and Sakkuth

Chapter 8 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 9 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 10 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 11 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 12 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 13 – Lake Juit and Aqhat

Chapter 14 – The Outlands

Chapter 15 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 16 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 17 – Darkglass Mountain

Chapter 18 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 19 – The Outlands

Chapter 20 – Isembaard

Chapter 21 – Darkglass Mountain

Chapter 22 – The Brunelle House, Margalit

Chapter 23 – The Brunelle House, Margalit, and Darkglass Mountain

Chapter 24 – Darkglass Mountain

Part Two

Chapter 1 – The Outlands

Chapter 2 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 3 – Aqhat

Chapter 4 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 5 – The Outlands

Chapter 6 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 7 – The Outlands

Chapter 8 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 9 – The Outlands and Isembaard

Chapter 10 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 11 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 12 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 13 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 14 – The Outlands

Chapter 15 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 16 – The River Lhyl, Isembaard

Chapter 17 – The Outlands

Chapter 18 – The Outlands

Chapter 19 – The Outlands

Chapter 20 – The Twisted Tower

Chapter 21 – The Outlands

Chapter 22 – The Outlands

Chapter 23 – The Outlands

Chapter 24 – The Outlands

Chapter 25 – The Outlands

Chapter 26 – Isembaard

Part Three

Chapter 1 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 2 – Hairekeep

Chapter 3 – Hairekeep

Chapter 4 – Isembaard, and the Outlands

Chapter 5 – The Outlands

Chapter 6 – Elcho Falling and Isembaard

Chapter 7 – Isembaard

Chapter 8 – The Central Outlands

Chapter 9 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 10 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 11 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 12 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 13 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 14 – The Central Outlands

Chapter 15 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 16 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 17 – The Twisted Tower

Chapter 18 – The Ice Hex

Chapter 19 – The Sky Peaks

Chapter 20 – The Ice Hex

Chapter 21 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 22 – Isembaard

Chapter 23 – The Ice Hex

Chapter 24 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 25 – Elcho Falling and Surrounds

Chapter 26 – The Central Outlands

Chapter 27 – Elcho Falling and Surrounds

Chapter 28 – Elcho Falling

Part Four

Chapter 1 – The Twisted Tower, and the Coast of the Outlands

Chapter 2 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 3 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 4 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 5 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 6 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 7 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 8 – The Outlands

Chapter 9 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 10 – The Outlands

Chapter 11 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 12 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 13 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 14 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 15 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 16 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 17 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 18 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 19 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 20 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 21 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 22 – Elcho Falling

Chapter 23 – The Salamaan Pass

Epilogue

The Land of Nightmares

Glossary

About the Author

Copyright

About the Publisher

Prologue

My name is Veldmr. I understand that in your language it is not a beautiful name, but in my ancient language, now sadly lost, it had a particular musicality. Many parents were pleased to bestow it upon their sons.

I find it difficult to speak of my people. Their name cannot be translated out of our lost language, but the concept, perhaps, can. It comes close to ’river angel‘ . . . We once were the River Angels.

A long, long time ago.

We danced and sprang through the rivers and lakes of this world. Not the oceans — they were too tumultuous for us, and liked us not — but every body of water cradled within the landmass contained a number of our people. We were part spirit, part joy, part wraith, part flesh. We were formed in mystery and existed in enchantment.

We were truly astounding.

No other race who has come after can compare, although the Icarii now like to think they take the honours in mystery and musicality. Ha!

Ah, hark to my pride. I should learn to better subdue it.

For aeons we danced amid the waters, largely lost within ourselves, minding none of the other creatures which inhabited this world. Races like the Icarii or humans did not exist then. I speak of a time at the very beginning of the world, when mystery ruled triumphant and flesh and its continuance did not matter as it does now.

We danced, we sang, we explored countless secrets. We came to understand creation itself. We knew about Infinity. We knew of it, but we did not care. Even Infinity was of no matter to us.

We were the River Angels.

Nothing mattered but ourselves and the waters which cradled us.

One day, another among our number decided that there was no other race or creature