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<p>Ciaran travels the world in pursuit of Glories, unfathomable, power-bestowing balls of golden light sequestered in forlorn, difficult-to-reach places.</p> <p>Excerpt from the prologue:</p> <p>If there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I love being alive. I love it more than anything else. It's something only a dead person can understand, and I feel myself forgetting all the time. Simple, trivial problems come up and you find yourself caring much more than you should.</p> <p>When you're dead, and nothing really matters, there's a disconnected clarity. And, rapturous, you think you know the secret of life and that if you had another chance you could live life wiser, better, really take advantage of the blessed opportunity. I've seen it happen to everybody; no soul would hesitate to make the switch from death's desolation to hell on Earth in a heartbeat.</p> <p>But there's a secret to death, and I keep it with me. Always. It's never permanent, it's never peaceful, and it's always filled with regrets. But death, despite all of its shortfalls, can give a short respite from life, like a comfy afternoon nap. Death is Respite. It's a rest for the weary. And to all those people who wander in death lonesome and regretting their broken lives - always, without fail, cut too short - I beg them to take advantage of it. I tell everyone to take advantage of death, even when I can't bring myself to do so.</p> <p>Because when it comes time for resurrection, you'll find you haven't rested enough.</p>
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