Elegy for a Lost Star (Symphony of Ages Series #5) [NOOK Book]

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Elegy for a Lost Star sets the stage for a major turning point in the Symphony of Ages series.

The dragon Anwyn--who has lain for three years in deathlike sleep in a grave of rock and black coal is freed by the cataclysm that concluded REQUIEM FOR THE SUN. sisoriented and confused, she remembers only two things-the person who trapped her in dragon form and locked her in the...
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Overview


Elegy for a Lost Star sets the stage for a major turning point in the Symphony of Ages series.

The dragon Anwyn--who has lain for three years in deathlike sleep in a grave of rock and black coal is freed by the cataclysm that concluded REQUIEM FOR THE SUN. sisoriented and confused, she remembers only two things-the person who trapped her in dragon form and locked her in the grave-Rhapsody-and an all-encompassing desire to wreak vengeance.

Meanwhile, Achmed, the Firbolg king, resumes rebuilding the his shattered home, while a guild of merciless assassins set about taking revenge on him for the killing of their leader.

A horribly deformed but magical being finds its way through a carnival of freaks to the palace of an evil despot, who sees in it the potential to be the instrument by which his plans of conquest and brutal domination of a continent will be realized.

With the rise of new leaders, good and evil, the long-awaited birth of the Child of Time, the dark plans of assassins and rulers, a confrontation that shakes the relationship of the Three, and a battle to the death between two dragons of unimaginable elemental power, the seeds of chaos are planted for a war that will, by its end, consume half of the world.

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
Unlike most middle books of fantasy trilogies, Haydon's dazzling second volume of the second trio of her bestselling Symphony of the Ages series (Rhapsody: Child of Blood, etc.) inspires and thrills all on its own. The story focuses on the beautiful Rhapsody and her half-dragon husband, Ashe, in what seems to be the calm following the storm of Requiem for the Sun (2003). Their ward Gwydion comes of age with merry ceremony, their friends Achmed and Grunthor continue to rebuild the kingdom of Ylorc, and Rhapsody's pregnancy progresses as well as can be expected given her child's odd heritage. But others are also coming into power, including Anwyn, a malevolent seer, and Talquist, the depraved emperor of Sorbold. The ominous rumble of their scheming intensifies in a crescendo of fear and tragedy that leaves the reader breathless and not a little teary-eyed. Those who eagerly anticipated this volume will be even more desperate for the next, and if the author's stunning rate of improvement is anything to go by, it will be well worth the wait. Agent, Richard Curtis. (Aug. 1) Forecast: Fans eager for more will find some beautifully detailed supporting information for the series on the author's Web site (www.elizabethhaydon.com). An author tour and marketing in young women's magazines will help expand her base. Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
VOYA
This fifth book in Haydon's Symphony of Ages series tells of events leading up to a ruinous war. When Ashe's grandmother, Anwyn, is awakened from a three-year coma by an earthquake and regains her memory, she is bent on killing her grandson's wife, Rhapsody, who had trapped the princess in her dragon form. In the aftermath of the Assassins Guild attacks, the Firbold King Achmed attempts to rebuild the miraculous wheel of glass. Rhapsody births the longed-for Child of Time, her half-dragon son Meridion. Talquist, the evil emperor of Sorbold, misleads a naive malformed seer into using a homicidal colossus to conquer the continent. A confrontation shakes the relationship of the Three. Ashe's father, Llauron, returns to dragon form and battles his mother, Anwyn, to the death to save Rhapsody and his new grandson. At the book's end, the armies come together for the disastrous continent-wide war that will occupy volume six. Haydon's books are always fast-paced and exciting, but the numerous characters-including many not cited above-and their complicated relationships would be much easier to follow with genealogical charts and a summary of the previous volumes included. Thanks to this missing element, the book cannot be considered a stand-alone, and it is recommended for purchase only where the previous volumes already circulate in the collection. VOYA CODES: 3Q 2P A/YA (Readable without serious defects; For the YA with a special interest in the subject; Adult and Young Adult). 2004, Tor, 464p., Ages 17 to Adult.
—Marsha Valance
KLIATT
Not a work that stands well on its own, this continues the stories started in the previous novels. Rhapsody and her half-dragon husband are expecting their baby, and she goes to visit her mother-in-law to await the birth; Gwydion assumes the throne left vacant by the slaughter of his father. There are rumblings of trouble: Achmed is trying to rebuild his Lightcatcher in the land of Bolg, and the evil mage Talquist has used the Scales in the Place of Weighing to transform Living Stone into an abomination. It is extremely hard to figure out all the players and their roles without having read the previous volumes. This should be popular, though, where the series has a following. (Book 5 of the Symphony of Ages). KLIATT Codes: SA—Recommended for senior high school students, advanced students, and adults. 2004, Tor, 427p. map., Ages 15 to adult.
—Sherry Hoy
Romantic Times Bookclub
"With warmth, humor, and vivid details, the people and places of this saga feel far more alive than standard fantasy heroes and villains usually do."
From the Publisher
"Filled with detail and a complex, multi-faceted plotline, it's an epic beginning to what is being billed as a major fantasy series, and readers will quickly pick up on the echoes of J.R.R. Tolkien's Middle Earth and David Eddings Belgariad series, as well as Celtic and Norse mythology, and even a dash of Mozart's Magic Flute."—Toronto National Post & Mail on RHAPSODY

"PROPHECY proves that Elizabeth Haydon is a superstar and not a one hit wonder. Haydon's world is so real the audience will feel that we too have been transported in time and space to a wondrous vision."—Midwest Book Review

"An exciting read that will pique new readers and delight fans of Haydon's first two books."—Romantic Times Gold Medal Review on DESTINY

"With bright and tender touches, Haydon breathes new life into fantasy in this sequel to her bestselling Rhapsody Trilogy. . . . The rich complexities of historical subtext, unsubtle scheming of religious and political leaders and classical romantic elements keep the pages turning. Although quite readable as a stand-alone work, the looks threads left untied promise numerous future volumes, which are certain to be devoured by Haydon's growing legion of fans."—Publishers Weekly on REQUIEM FOR THE SUN

Booklist - Sally Estes
"Haydon masterfully maintains characters, the world they inhabit, and the flux of epic adventure and turmoil to make this book worthy of the series and leave readers yearning for the rest of the story."
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781429912488
  • Publisher: Tom Doherty Associates
  • Publication date: 4/1/2007
  • Series: Symphony of Ages Series , #5
  • Sold by: Macmillan
  • Format: eBook
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 320
  • Sales rank: 117,645
  • File size: 2 MB

Meet the Author


As the daughter of an air force officer, Elizabeth Haydon began traveling at an early age and has since traveled all over the world. She draws on the imagery of these visits in the Symphony of Ages series, and blends her love of music, anthropology, herbalism and folklore into much of her writing. Haydon is also a harpist and a madrigal singer (a singer of medieval songs). Currently, she works as an editor in educational publishing and lives with her family on the East Coast.

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Chapter One

Ylorc

When the mountain peak of Gurgus exploded, the vibrations coursed through the foundations of the earth.

Above ground, the debris field from the blast stretched for miles, ranging from boulder-sized rubble at the base of the peak to fragments of sand that littered the steppes more than a league away. In between, shards of colored glass from windows that had once been inlaid in the mountain's hollow summit lay like a broken rainbow, glittering in the sun beneath an intermittent layer of sparkling dust.

Below ground, a small band of Firbolg soldiers felt the concussion rumble beneath their feet, though they were some miles east of Gurgus. A few moments of stillness passed as dust settled to the floor of the tunnel. When Krarn finally released the breath he was holding, the rest of his patrol shook off their torpor and resumed their duties. The Sergeant-Major would flay them alive if they let something as small as a tremor keep them from their appointed rounds.

A few days later, the soldiers reluctantly emerged under a cloudless sky, having reached the farthest extent of this section of their tunnel system, and the end of their patrol route.

Krarn stood on the rim of the craterlike ruins of the Moot, a meeting place from ancient times, now dark with coal ash and considered haunted. Nothing but the howl of the wind greeted him; no one lived in the rocky foothills that stretched into steppes, then out to the vast Krevensfield Plain beyond.

Having finished their sweep of the area, his men had quietly assembled behind him. Krarn was about to order them back into the tunnels when the hairs on his back---from his neck to his belt---stood on end.

It began as the faintest of rumblings in the ground. The tremors were not enough to be noticed on their own, but Krarn noted the trembling of vegetation, the slightest of changes in the incessantly dry landscape, little more than the disturbance that a strong breeze might make. He knew that it was no wind that caused this disturbance; it had come from the earth.

Silently ordering his men into a skirmish line, Krarn scanned the area, looking for any more signs. After a few minutes, the feeling passed, and the earth settled into stillness again. Nothing but wind sighed through the tall grass.

"Aftershocks," he muttered to himself.

With a shake of his head, Krarn led his men back into the tunnels.

And in so doing, missed the chance to sound a warning of what was to come.

As the days passed, the tremors grew stronger.

The surface of the Moot, baked to a waterless shell by the summer sun, began to split slightly, thin cracks spreading over the landscape like the spidery pattern on a mirror that had broken but not shattered.

Then came steam, the slightest of puffs of rancid smoke rising up ominously from the ground beneath the tiny cracks.

By day it was almost impossible to see, had eyes been in the locality to see it. By night it mixed with the hot haze coming off the ground and, caught by the wind, wafted aloft, blending with the low-hanging clouds.

Finally came the eruption.

Waves of shock rolled through the earth as if it were the sea, waves that intensified, growing stronger. The earth began to move, to rise in some places, shifting in its underground strata.

Then, with a terrifying lunge, it ripped apart.

The rumbling beneath the surface suddenly took on movement. It started outside of Ylorc but traveled quickly. It was heading north.

Unerringly, determinedly north, toward the icy land of the Hintervold.

All along the eastern rim of the mountains, then westward across the plains, a movement within the ground could be felt, a shifting so violent that it sent aftershocks through the countryside, uprooting trees and splitting crevasses into the sides of rolling hills, causing children miles away to wake in the night, shaking with fear.

Their mothers held them close, soothing them. "It's nothing, little one," they said, or uttered some similar words in whatever language they were accustomed to speaking. "The ground trembles from time to time, but it will settle and go quiet again. See? It is gone already. There is nothing to fear."

And then it was gone.

The children nestled their heads against their mother's shoulders, their eyes bright in the darkness, knowing on some level that the shivering they had felt was more than the ripples of movement in the crust of the world. Someone listening closely enough might sense, beyond the trembling passage, a deeper answer from below the ground.

Much deeper below.

As if the earth itself was listening.

Deep within her tomb of charred earth, the dragon had felt the aftershocks of the explosion of the mountain peak.

Her awareness, dormant for years, hummed with slight static, just enough to tickle the edges of her unconscious mind, which had hibernated since her internment in the grave of melted stone and fire ash in the ancient Moot.

At first the sensation nauseated her and she fought it off numbly, struggling to sink back into the peaceful oblivion of deathlike sleep. Then, when oblivion refused to return, she began to grow fearful, disoriented in a body she didn't remember.

After a few moments the fear turned to dread, then deepened into terror.

As the whispers of alarm rippled over her skin it unsettled the ground around her grave, causing slight waves of shock to reverberate through the earth around and above her. She distantly sensed the presence of the coterie of Firbolg guards from Ylorc, the mountainous realm that bordered the grave, who had come to investigate the tremors, but was too disoriented to know what they were.

And then they were gone, leaving her mind even more confused.

The dragon roiled in her sepulcher of scorched earth, shifting from side to side, infinitesimally. She did not have enough control of her conscious thought to move more than she could inhale, and her breath, long stilled into the tiniest of waves, was too shallow to mark.

The earth, the element from which her kind had sprung, pressed down on her, squeezing the air from her, sending horrific scenes of suffocation through her foggy mind.

And then, after what seemed to her endless time in the clutches of horror, into this chaos of thought and confused sensation a beacon shone, the clear, pure light of her innate dragon sense. Hidden deep in the rivers of her ancient blood, old as she was old, the inner awareness that had been her weapon and her bane all of her forgotten life began to rise, clearing away the conundrum, settling the panic, cell by cell, nerve by nerve, bringing clarity in tiny moments, like pieces of an enormous puzzle coming together, or a picture that was slowly gaining focus.

And with the approaching clarity came a guarded calm.

The dragon willed herself to breathe easier, and in willing it, caused it to happen.

She still did not comprehend her form. In her sleep-tangled mind she was a woman still, of human flesh and shape, not wyrm, not beast, not serpentine, and so she was baffled by her girth, her heft, the inability of her arms and legs to function, to push against the ground as they once had. Her confusion was compounded by this disconnection between mind, body, and memory, a dark stage on which no players had yet come to appear. All she could recall in her limited consciousness was the sense of falling endlessly in fire that had struck her from above, and blazed below her as she fell.

Hot, she thought hazily. Burning. I'm burning.

But of course she was not. The blast of flame that had taken her from the sky had been quenched more than three years before, had sizzled into smoky ash covering the thick coalbed that lined her tomb, baking it hard and dry in its dying.

Fighting her disorientation, the dragon waited, letting her inner sense sort through the jumble, inhaling a bit more deeply with each breath, remaining motionless, letting the days pass, marking time only by the heat she could feel through the earth when the sun was high above her tomb, and the cooling of night, which lasted only a short while before the warmth returned.

Must be summer's end, she mused, the only cognizant thought to take hold.

Until another image made its way onto the dark stage.

It was a place of stark white, a frozen land of jagged peaks and all but endless winter. In the tight containment of the tomb the memory of expansiveness returned; she recalled staring up at a night sky blanketed with cold stars, the human form she had once inhabited, and still inhabited in her mind, tiny and insignificant in the vastness of the snowy mountains all around her.

A single word formed in her mind.

Home.

With the word came the will.

As the puzzle solidified, as the picture became clearer, her dragon sense was able to ascertain direction, even beneath the ground. With each new breath the dragon turned herself by inches until, after time uncounted, she sensed she was pointed north-northwest. Across the miles she could feel it calling, her lair, her stronghold, though the details of what it was were still scattered.

It mattered not.

Once oriented in the correct direction, she set off, crawling through the earth, still believing herself to be human, dragging a body that did not respond the way she expected it to relentlessly forward, resolute in her intent, slowly gaining speed and strength, until the ground around her began to cool, signaling to her that home was near. Then, with a burst of renewed resolve, she bore through the crust of the earth, up through the blanket of permafrost, hurtling out of the ground in a shower of cracking ice and flying snow, to fall heavily onto the white layer that covered the earth like a frozen scab, breathing shallowly, rapidly, ignoring the sting of the cold.

She lay motionless for a long while beneath that endless night sky blanketed with stars, thought and reason returning with her connection to this land, this place to which she had been exiled, in which she had made her lair. The dragon inhaled the frosty wind, allowing it to slowly cleanse her blackened lungs as the dragon sense in her blood was cleansing her mind.

And along with thought and reason, something else returned as well, burning hot at the edges of her memory, unclear, but unmistakable, growing in clarity and intensity with each moment.

The fury of revenge.

Copyright © 2004 by Elizabeth Haydon

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 1, 2007

    HUH?

    I don't get it. I really don't! First, in Rhapsody, Achmed starts to like Rhapsody. In Propechy, it's even more apparent, and in Destiny, they kiss! Yay!!!But in Requiem for the Sun, that's vanished. But in Elegy for a Lost Star, when they were trapped in Llauron's wing, Rhapsody says she loves Achmed! Hello didn't any of you notice that? Or am I wrong? Did she mean just as a friend? Anyway, this was a great book, and I finished it in about a day. But...my main complaint is WHY Achmed and Rhapsody can't get together! I mean, why would Elizabeth Haydon even say that he loved her if it was unrequited love? She wouldn't be that cruel--or WOULD she? The parts with Talaquist were boring. Achmed is my favorite character! WHY does Rhapsody like stupid, STUPID Ashe? He's an airhead and pighead. He's just, as another reviewer said, a pretty boy. Achmed and Rhapsody were MEANT to be together! Oooh! Why...Elizabeth Haydon...HOW can you doooo this to meeee?

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 2, 2005

    Good But Could Have Been Better

    I think the series should have ended with the first three fantastic books. Reqiuem and Elegy aren't up to par with the others. The plots aren't as engrossing or creative. The reappearences (or should I say ressurrections?) of such characters like Anwyn, seems tacky, like Haydon lost the inspiration to think of new characters. She also seems to have lost sight of the Three. The story revolves around Rhapsody and Ashe much more then it should. Achmed and Grunthor were key characters in the original trilogy and they also seem to be the most popular. In Elegy, however, Achmed only appears every 100 pages or so and there is hardly any mention of Grunthor. And everyone seems awfully cranky all the time... I hope the next novel will be better and more true to the first three. Haydon left many loose ends in Elegy that look promising and I will definately purchase the long-awaited sixth book but I think the new installments could have been much better and she shouldn't have tampered with her achievements in the series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 16, 2005

    Amazing author!

    Loved every book in this series. I am lookin forward to reading the next book!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 11, 2005

    Good book

    Again this book dragged a little too. And why does it seem through this book and Requiem that Achmed is having PMS? Just go tell her that you love her. You already kissed her you dum-dum! I hope something happens in the next book! It is titled the Assassin King for a reason, it's gonna be mainly about him. Can't wait!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 30, 2005

    Elizabeth Haydon captivates and ensnares you in this most wonderful series!

    Elizabeth Haydon has written some of the most captivating books i have ever read and The Symphony of Ages books are no exception. es a fantastic job and her books are worth ever second it takes to read them. i am looking forward with great excitement for The Assassin King. Definately a must read Series!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 20, 2005

    Disappointing

    This book was very disappointing. I had a hard time finishing it. I had been impressed with the writing and the well thought out story in the first 3 books. Although the story in this book has potential, it lacks the intricate plot and the heart of the previous books.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 30, 2004

    A wonderful, action filled read.

    Not a book to pick up at bed-time. Hard to put down after I began reading. The only negative point I found is that it is no where near long enough. I can't wait for the next installment!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 4, 2004

    A desperate wait, but worth it

    I can't believe how long it took for me to finally get this book, and how fast I read it. Ms. Haydon has done it again! Elegy is very different from the original trilogy, however. It moves faster, which is good, but it is a little spare on the lore we have come to expect from the Symrphony of Ages series. On the plus side, the action is wonderful, it reads really fast, and there is a LOT of Achmed, my favorite character! Ignore the ignorant cranks, and enjoy this series.

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  • Posted December 9, 2008

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    Great fantasy

    Rhapsody and her half-dragon husband Ashe are enjoying the quiet serenity of married life. Both are elated that she is carrying his child and look forward to raising a brood of kids together. The calm has allowed their allies King Achmed and Grunthor to make progress on restoring the kingdom of Ylorc. Finally, they celebrate that their ward Gwydion has become an adult................................. Everything is perfect. Not! Vengeance is in the air. Assassins plan to kill Achmed because of his killing of their lead; Anwyn the Dragon has arisen like a phoenix with plans to kill Rhapsody who put him into the death-sleep that he lived for the past three years. Finally Sorbold Emperor Talquist has a new ally the evil seer Anwyn. The war to end wars seems imminent................................... The middle book of The Sympathy of Ages series is a solid fantasy that is a bit different in tone than the first series (see Rhapsody) or the first book in this trilogy (see REQUIEM FOR A SUN) as this tale contains much more action, but a lot less philosophical mythos. The story line starts slow as readers are lulled into the calmness that seems to be everywhere the trio are, but that serenity ends rather quickly into hyperspeed action packed thriller. Fans of the series will enjoy this rousing tale, but must adjust to the different tone............................. Harriet Klausner

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 8, 2004

    Worth every star

    The best thing about Elizabeth Haydon's books is the apparent backstory. You always get the sense that you are hearing a little piece of a vast history that has been totally planned out. Elegy for a Lost Star carries on the tradition. Achmed fans will love it, and fans of the series will be dying to read the next one alreay.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 13, 2004

    Short Story

    OK, First let me say that the first three Novels were well written, well planned out, etc. This book is lil more than a story. Come on, 315 pages ? The other books were 500-600 pages. Totally dissapointed.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 19, 2004

    a great series

    i love reading elizabeth haydon's books and hope that more books come from this great author

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 14, 2004

    Awesome

    Elizabeth Haydon's Symphony of Ages series has been wonderful. I can't wait to pick up #5!!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 6, 2004

    I hate this book

    I hate this Trilogy, it's no where near as good as tthe SoT series or even the Halo series. Bland perfect characters mixed with excessive sex brings it down. For good sex, check out SoT.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 14, 2004

    To Halo Fan:

    I love Elizabeth Haydon's novels. I find that the only thing excessive sex does in novels is to bring characters together explicitly so the reading audience can see that they are, in fact, together. Also, Ms. Haydon's novels do not need sex, because they combine wonderful storytelling with awesome character development. Hers is one of the best storylines that I have read, apart from Terry Brooks and Robert Jordan.

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