Imperium

In the biggest city of the eastern province of the empire a flock of mallards flies over the walls and heads east. The gaze of the guards follows them and sinks to the edge of the horizon in an unusual line. As time goes on, the line clears up and confirms the validity of the terrible news. The endless line of the enemy army is lost in parts in the fog and turns like a snake in the plain.
Through the walls a child lives the last hours of his years of innocence…
The wave of the story goes through the life of an ordinary child. The thread of his destiny is ready to dive into the wave of history. Who moves the threads of fate? How far does the human right to choose go? Can our choices change fate?
(From the back cover of the book)