The green of beetles' wings ... the red of polished carbuncle ... a web of silver fire. Lightning tore his eyes apart, struck deep inside his body; and he felt his bones split. Before it became pain, it was gone. And he was falling through blue smoke. The smoke was inside him, cool as blown ice. It was getting darker.He had heard something before, a ... voice: the Lord of the Flames.... Captives of the Flame is the first novel in the Fall of the Towers trilogy.