Much Ado About Dragons. The Book of the Idiot, #1
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- ISBN978-0-2286-1970-3
- EAN9780228619703
- Date de parution06/04/2022
- Protection num.Adobe DRM
- Infos supplémentairesepub
- ÉditeurBWL Publishing Inc.
Résumé
Villages have idiots. Peladon? Peladon is a country, so it has an Idiot. The day job? Getting blamed for things other people did. The other job? When the world's about to end (or the washing up won't get done-whichever comes first), who you gonna call? When nothing else has worked, you call the Idiot. Because some things? Some things, only an Idiot would try. This is his story. Segorian Anderson's an Idiot.
But that's fine with him. It's a well paying job with no heavy lifting. Nobody ever remembers Segorian. It isn't magic-he just has the sort of face his own mother could forget, and she's been trying to for years. But being forgettable is a job requirement for an Idiot. No, he's not the Court Jester. He doesn't wear motley (whatever motley may be). That's a different union. He's the Idiot. In a Queen's castle, wine spilt down the wrong dress can lead to war, so someone unimportant has to be blamed for it.
That's the Idiot's job. He's the Idiot that did it, for any value of 'it'. Of course, as soon as he's exiled-for-life out of the castle gate, he uses his back-door key and sneaks back in. But that's not all. Someday, something really bad will happen. Really, really bad. Badder than a bad thing on a very bad day with extra badness. When the world's about to end (or the washing up won't get done-whichever
But that's fine with him. It's a well paying job with no heavy lifting. Nobody ever remembers Segorian. It isn't magic-he just has the sort of face his own mother could forget, and she's been trying to for years. But being forgettable is a job requirement for an Idiot. No, he's not the Court Jester. He doesn't wear motley (whatever motley may be). That's a different union. He's the Idiot. In a Queen's castle, wine spilt down the wrong dress can lead to war, so someone unimportant has to be blamed for it.
That's the Idiot's job. He's the Idiot that did it, for any value of 'it'. Of course, as soon as he's exiled-for-life out of the castle gate, he uses his back-door key and sneaks back in. But that's not all. Someday, something really bad will happen. Really, really bad. Badder than a bad thing on a very bad day with extra badness. When the world's about to end (or the washing up won't get done-whichever
