A million cargo-lifters might touch down in a single hour, and still thousands would starve. Goods were sucked in from every corner of every segmentum, dragged out from the holds of leviathans that carried them, seized by the ravenous populace and devoured, and it was never enough. The Throneworld did not trade with the rest of the Imperium-it consumed it. The sprawl blotted out the once great oceans and the long-hewn forests under suffocating mountains of rockcrete and plasteel, tangled and decaying and renewed and rebuilt until the accretions stretched unbroken from the deepest chasms to the exalted heights."Īlso this idea of the sheer mass of the traffic: All the planet's natural beauty had long since been scrubbed from its face replaced by the layers upon layers of a single, creeping hyper-city. No jewel shone more brightly, no canker was more foul.Spoil-grey, scored and crusted with the contamination and majesty of ten long millennia, a shrine world that glowed with a billion fires, a tomb that clutched its buried souls close. "Holy Terra, marvel of the galaxy, heart of wonder. It is truly a hellish vision of the future:
It is dirty, claustrophobic, overpopulated and dangerous. I also appreciated how this story is in keeping with the intro page to all Warhammer 40K books wherein it says this is the 41st Millennium. The Imperium seems to be decaying from within. The age of man seems to coming to an end.
I really appreciated the dark and grim tone of this novel. Often heard about, referenced and spoken of but this is my first time reading a 40K novel set on Terra. The best part of this novel was that it takes place on the Throne World of Terra. One of the best Warhammer 40K novels I've read yet and I've read more than my fair share. Soon they discover a terrible truth, one that if allowed to get out could undermine the very fabric of the Imperium itself.Ĭhris Wraight's Carrion Throne is spectacular. As he plunges deeper into the shadowy underbelly of the many palace districts, his investigation attracts the attention of hidden forces, and soon he and his acolyte Spinoza are being hunted – by heretics, xenos, servants of the Dark Powers, or perhaps even rival elements of the Inquisition itself.
In the course of his Emperor-sworn duty, Crowl becomes embroiled in a dark conspiracy, one that leads all the way to the halls of the Imperial Palace. In the hellish sprawl of Imperial Terra, Ordo Hereticus Inquisitor Erasmus Crowl serves as a stalwart and vigilant protector, for even the Throneworld is not immune to the predations of its enemies. It's a novel that gets into the seedy underbelly of the Throneworld, Terra itself, at the end of the 41st millennium! Inquisitor Crowl, who serves on Holy Terra itself, follows the trail of a conspiracy that leads him to the corridors of the Imperial Palace itself…
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