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Hagen´s World

Hagen´s World

Hartlef, Katherine

Paperback

Series: The Dwarfs Treasure, Book 4

FantasyScience FictionGeneral Fiction

ISBN13: 9798235352704
Publisher: Katherine Hartlef
Published: Sep 22 2026
Pages: 196
Weight: 0.51
Height: 0.42 Width: 5.50 Depth: 8.50
Language: English

Hagen s World Adventures #4: The colors of the cosmos around the ship made it magical. Beneath the beauty lay a tension that every member of the crew could feel. Something was following them. Brik stood at the front viewport, hands pressed against the glass, watching the distant speck of Pluto grow brighter with every passing hour. His breath fogged the window, his shoulders trembling, not from cold, but from hope. For years he had been captured on Earth, and Hagen saved him. Now, faint transmissions whispered otherwise. Sector Nine, Survivors. We need Help. Hagen had promised him they would go. And Hagen never broke a promise. Crystal hid her nerves behind curiosity. Nelton studied star charts, tracing the path to Pluto's geothermal fissures. Detolo clutched his snack bag like a lifeline. A dark shape drifted into view, massive, torn open, drifting without power. A ghost ship. Its hull was clawed, its lights dead, its core still warm. Something had torn through metal as if it were cloth. Inside, they found the truth. Claw marks. Synthetic blood. A dying mech whispering warnings. The Hunters are here. Pale, humanoid creatures with stretched skin and glowing eyes. Created, not born. Designed to track resonance. They barely escaped the collapsing ship, sprinting through a failing docking tunnel as Hunters crawled along the walls like starving animals. The Serenity broke free just as the vessel folded in on itself and the void swallowed it. But the danger did not end. The mech's final words echoed through the Serenity long after its lights went out: They were created... by someone who knows you... Hagen... Pluto appeared, cold, blue-gray, shimmering like crushed diamonds. And beneath its frozen crust, faint lights flickered. Signs of life. Signs of survival. Signs of Brik's people holding on in the underground city, waiting for a rescue they never believed would come. But Pluto held more than survivors. It held secrets buried in ice. A ghost ship filled with sleeping pods, hundreds of Hexsoruses, the dragon-humanoid race from Dractor. Their world had gone supernova, and this ship had been caught in the blast. Frozen in time. Lost in the storm. A child. Silver resonance. And when the child awakened, the entire ship responded, lights flickering, pods humming, the Hexsoruses stirring from their long sleep. But hope is fragile. The Hunters are still out there. The creator who built them knows Hagen's name. And the galaxy is shifting. This is where the story begins: in the ice, the tunnels, the ghost ship, and the awakening of a child who was never meant to be alone.

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