Short Stories - John French
When a world resistant to the nascent Imperium of Man unleashes weapons of heinous and proscribed provenance, it falls to the Blood Angels to bring the planet to compliance. Forced to fight fire with fire, Sanguinius gathers the Legion's Destroyer Host and their deadliest weapons. As his sons wage war behind their death masks, able to leave the taint of their bloody deeds behind them, Sanguinius alone must bear the burden of the souls he has reaped.
2/5Décevant de la part d'un auteur capable de mélanger habilement guerre et poésie, The Passing of Angels prouve qu'un beau plumage ne suffit pas à faire décoller une nouvelle.
The webway – a bizarre alien landscape created by the eldar in ages long past; a network of otherworldly tunnels that burrow through time and space. When the wards protecting the webway are accidentally breached by the primarch Magnus, hordes of daemons are able to exploit this weakness to attack the heart of Terra directly. While the Emperor himself tries to hold the wards in place, a desperate battle takes place in the webway itself – a battle that requires very special combatants – among them the Psi-Titan Borealis Thoon.
In the immediate aftermath of the Iron Warriors' attack, the loyalist forces on Tallarn mount a desperate mission to locate the last surviving astropath on the planet, so that they can send a distress call to the rest of the Imperium.
After a somewhat unexpected Imperial victory against the Iron Warriors upon the dead wastes of Tallarn, the world’s new governor-militant Susada Syn takes to the battlefield. With the wreckage of a million tanks and war machines spread across the planetary surface, Syn and his allies in the Space Marine Legions and Imperial Army survey the carnage, and consider the price that they have paid in blood.
4/5Avec la grande qualité du contenu lié à Tallarn, il restera surprenant que John French n'en ait jamais fait un roman, cependant cette construction permit une bonne variété de formats, parfois au détriment d'un tout plus cohérent. Tallarn : Witness viendra donc mettre un point à cet a...
After Fulgrim’s ascension to daemonhood at Iydris, Perturabo and his Legion were trapped by the singularity at the heart of the so-called ‘Eye of Terror’. Their only option? To thread the needle, and dive into the heart of the black hole. Perhaps by sheer blind luck, they were transported far across the warp to the Tallarn System – but the Navigators in service to the Iron Warriors fleet were irreversibly corrupted by that harrowing experience. Now they serve a new purpose, and Perturabo’s plans for revenge come closer to fruition.
5/5Black Oculus est à la fois une suite, un prologue et une transition, vous faisant naviguer dans l'Oeil de la Terreur avant de vous mener sur Tallarn dans des circonstances bien étranges. Vous en voulez encore ? Moi aussi.
In the dark hive sumps beneath Terra, Chief Librarian Fel Zharost of the Night Lords Legion is being hunted. Having abandoned his insane primarch and brothers many years ago, he doesn’t know what he’s done wrong, but he’s sure he doesn’t want to be captured. What will happen when he discovers that his Legion has fallen into heresy? And where will his loyalties lie?
4.5/5Les Night Lords ont encore beaucoup de potentiel et la perversion dans laquelle est tombée la légion a indéniablement inspiré John French dans cette superbe performance.
On Prospero, a solitary living soul walks across the shattered world. Beneath the ruined spires, Ahriman, exiled son of Magnus the Red and destroyer of his Legion, contemplates what once was, what is, and what may yet be. And amidst the dust of the long-lost paradise world, the sorcerer faces his mistakes and decides his destiny.
Ahriman : Hand of Dust est un prologue au troisième tome, Ahriman : Unchanged. Dispensable pour sûr, il donne néanmoins une idée de comment tout a commencé et comment tout va continuer. Une chose est certaine, Prospero semble avoir un certain pouvoir sur notre héros.
As one of the vaunted Crusader Host, Brother Crius stood as the representative of the X Legion upon the soil of Holy Terra, but when he learns of the death of his beloved primarch Ferrus Manus at the hands of the traitors, his stoic, mechanical grief imbues him with the strength and resolve to undertake a special mission on behalf of Rogal Dorn himself. Striking out into the stars, he searches for any signs of his lost Iron Hands brethren, hoping to bring them back to Terra to aid in the final defence of the Palace. The question remains – just who has survived the slaughter on Isstvan V, an...
5/5Une nouvelle qui vaut son pesant en acier trempé. Dispensable mais excellente. Un délice pour un fan Iron Hand.
