American Gods: A NovelHarper Collins, 19.06.2001 - 480 Seiten The storm was coming.... Shadow spent three years in prison, keeping his head down, doing his time. All he wanted was to get back to the loving arms of his wife and to stay out of trouble for the rest of his life. But days before his scheduled release, he learns that his wife has been killed in an accident, and his world becomes a colder place. On the plane ride home to the funeral, Shadow meets a grizzled man who calls himself Mr. Wednesday. A self-styled grifter and rogue, Wednesday offers Shadow a job. And Shadow, a man with nothing to lose, accepts. But working for the enigmatic Wednesday is not without its price, and Shadow soon learns that his role in Wednesday's schemes will be far more dangerous than he ever could have imagined. Entangled in a world of secrets, he embarks on a wild road trip and encounters, among others, the murderous Czernobog, the impish Mr. Nancy, and the beautiful Easter -- all of whom seem to know more about Shadow than he himself does. Shadow will learn that the past does not die, that everyone, including his late wife, had secrets, and that the stakes are higher than anyone could have imagined. All around them a storm of epic proportions threatens to break. Soon Shadow and Wednesday will be swept up into a conflict as old as humanity itself. For beneath the placid surface of everyday life a war is being fought -- and the prize is the very soul of America. As unsettling as it is exhilarating, American Gods is a dark and kaleidoscopic journey deep into myth and across an America at once eerily familiar and utterly alien. Magnificently told, this work of literary magic will haunt the reader far beyond the final page. |
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... fight . Shadow didn't want a weapon ; Shadow just wanted something to do with his hands . Shadow was not superstitious . He did not believe in anything he could not see . Still , he could feel disaster AMERICAN GODS 5.
... fight back when you're pissing , " Low Key said , low key as always , in the back of his head . ) He took the urinal stall on the left . Then he unzipped his fly and pissed for an age , feeling relief . He read the yellowing press clip ...
... fight me . A big fellow like you - who'd'a thought you'd be a fucken coward ? " " He's already said he won't fight you , " said Wednesday . “ Go away , Mad Sweeney . Take your beer and leave us in peace . " Sweeney took a step closer to ...
... fight itself : huge , barreling roundhouse blows that missed as often as they connected . Shadow fought defensively ... fights : don't fuck with me fights , where you made it as showy and impressive as you could , and private fights ...
... fight . " Conversations from the night before began to jostle uncomfortably in Shadow's head . " You got anymore of that coffee ? " The big man reached beneath the passenger seat and passed back an unopened bottle of water . " Here ...
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