Dear Grown-ups! This book has been written for You! Our story is set in the XXXIV century. As we follow the intriguing life of a royal family we gain insight into the future. A new folk is taking shape, its progress unstoppable. The battle against the force of Darkness puts an end to the idyllic if somewhat insipid life they have grown accustomed to and its outcome will determine the faith of planet Earth ...

Hanna Bota scrie cri ale descoperirii de sine prin Cellalt, prin Ceilali. Aceast mare i veche tem are, n cazul ei, o rezolvare aparte, cci Cellalt este nu doar cel din vecintate, ci i, mai ales, cel de foarte departe, tritor n orizonturi exotice, acolo unde diferena e strident i numai privirea lateral, n mai multele sensuri ale acesteia, poate conduce spre esena uman, spre miezul tare al fiinei. Punnd la btaie, n surprinztoare conexiuni, feluritele instrumente de cunoatere i interpretare pe care le-a acumulat n timp: literatur, etnologie, antropologie cultural, teologie, nu se mulumete cu privirea fix, focalizat, ghidat strict de regulile tiinei sale, ci tenteaz pai lturalnici, sensuri derivate, improvizeaz interdisciplinar, se pune pe sine n locul celuilalt pentru a-i descifra perspectiva, nelinitile, modelul de lume.Ultimul canibal ne purtase n insulele Vanuatu din Pacific. De data aceasta, jurnalul eseistic de cltorie, cu inserii poematice i desfurri epice, rotunjete povestea cutrii de sine prin iubire a Laviniei, tnr muzician romnc, urmrind-o n ara sa, mai nti, n Italia i India, apoi, ntr-o curgere de ntmplri nvolburate, rtcitor-iniiatice, ntre Occident i Orient, cu toate simurile n alert. Apa e motivul central al crii. De la Dunre la Gange, de la lacrim la diluviu, izvor susurnd ori val nfuriat, ea e simbol al vieii, al luptei pentru supravieuire i pentru nchegarea unui orict de firav rost. Tot ea traduce reverii identitare, comaruri negre, tensiuni i crize. Vrtejul explorrii de sine i asum traversarea ntunericului ca singur drum la ndemn spre lumin. Drum desenat n tine ca o hart a direciei ctre comoara de mare pre i ezitnd benefic, n noua i incitanta carte a Hannei Bota, ntre realitate i ficiune, cu irizri fantastice i nenumrate ui (ntre)deschise de-o parte i de cealalt a naintrii destinale.“ – Irina Petra

Kedves Feln?ttek! ?Ez a k?nyv Nektek készült! T?rténetünk a XXXIV. században játszódik. Egy királyi család nem épp szokványos életén keresztül betekintést nyerhetünk a j?v?be. ??j faj k?rvonalazódik, aminek fejl?dése megállíthatatlan. ?Unalmasnak t?n?, idillikus életüket felváltja a S?tétség er?ivel folytatott harc, aminek kimenetele végleg meghatározza a F?ld bolygó sorsát...

This story belongs to the year 1837, and was regarded by the generations of that and a succeeding time as the most miraculous of all the recorded deliverances from death at sea. It may be told thus: Mr. Montagu Vanderholt sat at breakfast with his daughter Violet one morning in September. Vanderholt's house was one of a fine terrace close to Hyde Park. He was a rich man, a retired Cape merchant, and his life had been as chequered as Trelawney's, with nothing of romance and nothing of imagination in it. He was the son of honest parents, of Dutch extraction, and had run away to sea when about twelve years old. Nothing under the serious heavens was harsher, more charged with misery, suffering, dirt, and wretchedness, than seafaring in the days when young Vanderholt, with an idiot's cunning, fled to it from his father's comfortable little home. He got a ship, was three years absent, and on his return found both his father and mother dead. He went again to sea, and, fortunately for him, was shipwrecked in the neighbourhood of Simon's Bay. The survivors made their way to Cape Town, and presently young Vanderholt got a job, and afterwards a position. He then became a master, until, after some eight or ten years of heroic perseverance, attended by much good luck, behold Mr. Vanderholt full-blown into a colonial merchant prince. How much he was worth when he made up his mind to settle in England, after the death of his wife, and when he had disposed of his affairs so as to leave himself as free a man as ever he had been when he was a common Jack Swab, really signifies nothing. It is certain he had plenty, and plenty is enough, even for a merchant prince of Dutch extraction. Besides Violet, he had two sons, who will not make an appearance on this little brief stage. They are dismissed, therefore, with this brief reference—that both were in the army, and both, at the time of this tale, in India. Violet was Vanderholt's only daughter, and he loved her exceedingly. She was not beautiful, but she was fair to see, with a pretty figure, and an arch, gay smile. You saw the Dutch blood in her eyes, as you saw it in her father's, whose orbs of vision, indeed, were ridiculously small—scarcely visible in their bed of socket and lash. An English mother had come to Violet's help in this matter. Taking her from top to toe, with her surprising quantity of brown hair, soft complexion, good mouth, teeth, and figure, Violet Vanderholt was undoubtedly a fine girl. THE LAST ENTRY "OPINIONS OF THE PRESS ON THE LAST ENTRY": '"The Last Entry" is a rattling good salt-water yarn, told in the author's usual breezy, exhilarating style.'-”Daily Mail. 'In this new novel Mr. Russell has cleverly thrown its events into the year 1837, and there are one or two ingenious passages which add to the Diamond Jubilee interest which that date suggests.... "The Last Entry" is as certain of general popularity as any of Mr. Russell's former tales of the marvels of the sea.'-”Glasgow Herald. 'We do not think it possible for anyone to dip into this novel without desiring to finish it, and it adds another to the long list of successes of our best sea author.'-”Librarian. 'In addition to mutiny and murder, "The Last Entry" contains many of those good things which have made Mr. Russell's pages a joy to so many lovers of the sea during the last twenty years.... "The Last Entry" is a welcome addition to Mr. Clark Russell's library.'-”Speaker. 'The writer is as realistic and picturesque as usual in his vivid descriptions of the stagnant life on board the homeward-bound Indiaman.'-”Times. 'It is full of pleasant vigour.... As is always the case in Mr. Clark Russell's books, the elements are treated with the pen of an artist.'-”Standard. 'We expected plenty of go, of fresh and vigorous description of sea-faring life, coupled with a story which would not be wanting in interest. All this we have here.'”-Tablet.

n secolul XXI, omenirea, devastat de cium, se afl n pragul extinciei. i, pentru c nu exist leac, evenimentele se precipit, iar protagonitii, n ncercarea de ai salva vieile, pleac n cutarea unui trm iluzoriu, a unui nou eden care s prezerve umanitatea. n final, rmas singur, naratorul triete cu sperana c undeva, ntrun col al planetei, exist mcar un supravieuitor i pornete n cutarea lui.

First dates can be nerve-wracking, but never more so than when you've?just woken up from a one hundred year nap.? Mai is just beginning to muddle her way through a new century when her friend Evelyn sets her up on a double-date with the hottest boy at work.? The only problem? Mai's never been on a date before and she's got a secret big enough to scare any guy away.?

History of the War with Mexico

Isabella of Castile

Jean of the Lazy A

The Adventures of Roderick Random

Lessons of the War with Spain and Other Articles

The Influence of Sea Power Upon History 1660-1783

The Circular Study

The Mystery of Hasty Arrow

That Affair Next Door

Authors and Friends

The Ethics

Alroy

Miss Billy -- Married

A Court of Inquiry

Mrs. Red Pepper