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Dawn of the Dragon. Dragon World, #2
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- ISBN978-1-393-42019-4
- EAN9781393420194
- Date de parution22/05/2019
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- ÉditeurRelay Publishing
Résumé
Red Top wanted what every young male in his jungle village wanted: days filled with the excitement of hunting; the friendship of his peers; respect from the elders; a beautiful female to give him eggs and help raise the next generation of intelligent dinosaurs. That's the way it was sixty-five million years ago in the Late Mesozoic. That was the good life. It had always been that way. Why would it ever change?But it did change.
Far away, beyond the other villages that were like Red Top's, there was a new force in the world and it was not at all like the villages of his people. This new force taxed, ruled, built great monuments, and sent armies into the jungle to spread a harsh, expansionist religion. And when an army encountered a village, the choice was simple: submit or die. There was a third choice, Red Top told the elders: they could fight. They had to fight, he insisted, or their way of life and all the villages would disappear like the morning mists under the blazing sun.
And so it began. Like a Triceratops defending its young against a bloodthirsty Tyrannosaurus, Red Top held the future of his people in his clawed hands!
Far away, beyond the other villages that were like Red Top's, there was a new force in the world and it was not at all like the villages of his people. This new force taxed, ruled, built great monuments, and sent armies into the jungle to spread a harsh, expansionist religion. And when an army encountered a village, the choice was simple: submit or die. There was a third choice, Red Top told the elders: they could fight. They had to fight, he insisted, or their way of life and all the villages would disappear like the morning mists under the blazing sun.
And so it began. Like a Triceratops defending its young against a bloodthirsty Tyrannosaurus, Red Top held the future of his people in his clawed hands!
Red Top wanted what every young male in his jungle village wanted: days filled with the excitement of hunting; the friendship of his peers; respect from the elders; a beautiful female to give him eggs and help raise the next generation of intelligent dinosaurs. That's the way it was sixty-five million years ago in the Late Mesozoic. That was the good life. It had always been that way. Why would it ever change?But it did change.
Far away, beyond the other villages that were like Red Top's, there was a new force in the world and it was not at all like the villages of his people. This new force taxed, ruled, built great monuments, and sent armies into the jungle to spread a harsh, expansionist religion. And when an army encountered a village, the choice was simple: submit or die. There was a third choice, Red Top told the elders: they could fight. They had to fight, he insisted, or their way of life and all the villages would disappear like the morning mists under the blazing sun.
And so it began. Like a Triceratops defending its young against a bloodthirsty Tyrannosaurus, Red Top held the future of his people in his clawed hands!
Far away, beyond the other villages that were like Red Top's, there was a new force in the world and it was not at all like the villages of his people. This new force taxed, ruled, built great monuments, and sent armies into the jungle to spread a harsh, expansionist religion. And when an army encountered a village, the choice was simple: submit or die. There was a third choice, Red Top told the elders: they could fight. They had to fight, he insisted, or their way of life and all the villages would disappear like the morning mists under the blazing sun.
And so it began. Like a Triceratops defending its young against a bloodthirsty Tyrannosaurus, Red Top held the future of his people in his clawed hands!
