书名：A Clash of Kings冰与火之歌2：列王的纷争

作者：George R.R. Martin乔治·R.R.马丁 

出版社名称：Bantam 

出版时间：2000 

语种：英文 

ISBN：9780553579901 

商品尺寸：10.6 x 4.1 x 17.4 cm 

包装：简装 

页数：1040A Clash of Kings《列王的纷争》是乔治·R.R.马丁的A Song of Ice and Fire《冰与火之歌》系列中的第二卷，也是美国HBO电视网热播电视剧Game of Thrones《权力的游戏》的原著小说，讲述七大王国饱受内乱之苦，守夜人向长城以北进发，妮莉丝·坦格利安继续夺回铁王座之路。《冰与火之歌》全书计划共七卷，截止2014年共完成出版了五卷，包括《权力的游戏》《列王的纷争》《冰雨的风暴》《群鸦的盛宴》和《魔龙的狂舞》。目前已被翻译成三十多种文字，全球销量已过千万，读者过亿。

推荐理由： 1.美国奇幻大师乔治·R.R.马丁奇幻史诗巨作，曾获雨果奖、星云奖及轨迹奖等多项大奖，美国“国宝”级幻想文学作品； 2.采用POV视点人物写作手法，每章内容均以某特定视觉人物的角度出发，叙述一段内容，在下一章换为另一视觉人物，这更像是一出电影而非小说，让人身临其境沉迷不能自拔； 3.小说在宫廷斗争、疆场厮杀、游历冒险等奇幻因素中融入了中世纪欧洲历史事件或传统神话因素，高度符合历史现实，读者很容易感受到这个“架空世界”的真实感； 4.注重人物刻画和人性挖掘，并且削弱魔法元素，以现实手法描绘世界和人物，是奇幻文学作品中的“反传统先锋”，不仅好看，还具有新意； 5.整部小说中的人物多达数百个，但刻画十分细致，语言描写非常丰富，对写作有较大帮助； 6.阅读难度适中，有较多重复词汇，语言比较接近现代小说风格，仿古的文风只是点到而止，非英语专业的读者也容易读懂。 THE BOOK BEHIND THE SECOND SEASON OF GAME OF THRONES, AN ORIGINAL SERIES NOW ON HBO. Review: “The second novel of Martin’s titanic Ice and Fire Saga [is]... a truly epic fantasy set in a world bedecked with 8000 years of history, beset by an imminent winter that will last ten years and bedazzled by swords and spells wielded to devastating effect.... Here, he provides a banquet for fantasy lovers with large appetites.”  —Publishers Weekly, starred review  Praise forA Game of Thrones: “Grabs hold and won’t let go. It’s brilliant.”  — Robert Jordan “Martin makes a triumphant return to high fantasy...[His] trophy case is already stuffed with major prizes, including Hugos, Nebulas, Locus Awards and a Bram Stoker. He’s probably going to have to add another shelf, at least.”  — Publishers Weekly (starred review) “Such a splendid tale and such a fantistorical! I read my eyes out.”  — Anne McCaffrey “The major fantasy of the decade...compulsively readable.”  — The Denver Post “It is perhaps the best of the epic fantasies--readable and realistic.”  — Marion Zimmer Bradley “We have been invited to a grand feast and pageant: George R. R. Martin has unveiled for us an intensely realized, romantic but realistic world....If the next two volumes are as good as this one, it will be a wonderful feast indeed.”  — Chicago Sun-Times “George R. R. Martin is one of our very best science fiction writers, and this is one of his very best books.”  — Raymond E. Feist “The major fantasy publishing event of 1996.”  — Science Fiction Chronicle — Review  A Clash of Kings《冰与火之歌2：列王的纷争》

国王劳勃一死，史塔克首相镇压反对派失败，自己反送性命。一时间维斯特洛群雄纷起，纷纷僭越称王，战争、冲突一触即发，天际一道彗星的红光，预示着一场浩劫即将降临。诸王之争，会像彗星的色泽一般血红。

In this eagerly awaited sequel to A Game of Thrones, George R. R. Martin has created a work of unsurpassed vision, power, and imagination. A Clash of Kings transports us to a world of revelry and revenge, wizardry and warfare unlike any you have  ever experienced. A Clash of Kings  A comet the color of blood and flame cuts across the sky. And from the ancient citadel of Dragonstone to the forbidding shores of Winterfell, chaos reigns. Six factions struggle for control of a divided land and the Iron Throne of the Seven Kingdoms, preparing to stake their claims through tempest, turmoil, and war. It is a tale in which brother plots against brother and the dead rise to walk in the night. Here a princess masquerades as an orphan boy; a knight of the mind prepares a poison for a treacherous sorceress; and wild men descend from the Mountains of the Moon to ravage the countryside. Against a backdrop of incest and fratricide, alchemy and murder, victory may go to the men and women possessed of the coldest steel...and the coldest hearts. For when kings clash, the whole land trembles.

乔治·R.R.马丁（George R. R. Martin），美国作家、编辑、电视剧编剧兼制片人，雨果奖、星云奖、轨迹奖、世界科幻奖等文学奖项多次得主。马丁擅长撰写奇幻、科幻和恐怖题材的小说，其作品主要以人物为关注点，描写细腻丰富，突破了幻想文学界固有的创作模式，多次引领阅读潮流。代表作有十大浪漫太空歌剧之一的《光逝》、由雨果奖获奖名篇扩展而成的《风港》、在杂志读者群中深受爱戴的《图夫航行记》，以及当代严肃奇幻小说系列《冰与火之歌》。由于马丁作品的辉煌成就，他被《时代》杂志誉为“美国的托尔金”和“新世纪的海明威”。

George R. R. Martinis an American novelist and short-story writer in the fantasy, horror, and science fiction genres, a screenwriter, and television producer. He is best known for his international bestselling series of epic fantasy novels,A Song of Ice and Fire, which was later adapted into the HBO dramatic seriesGame of Thrones. Martin serves as the series’ co-executive producer, and also scripted four episodes of the series. In 2005,Lev Grossman of Timecalled Martin “the American Tolkien”, and the magazine later named him one of the “2011 Time 100,” a list of the “most influential people in the world.

ARYA

At Winterfell they had called her “Arya Horseface” and she’d thought nothing could be worse, but that was before the orphan boy Lommy Greenhands had named her “Lumpyhead.” Her head felt lumpy when she touched it. When Yoren had dragged her into that alley she’d thought he meant to kill her, but the sour old man had only held her tight, sawing through her mats and tangles with his dagger. She remembered how the breeze sent the fistfuls of dirty brown hair skittering across the paving stones, toward the sept where her father had died. “I’m taking men and boys from the city,” Yoren growled as the sharp steel scraped at her head. “Now you hold still, boy.” By the time he had finished, her scalp was nothing but tufts and stubble. Afterward he told her that from there to Winterfell she’d be Arry the orphan boy. “Gate shouldn’t be hard, but the road’s another matter. You got a long way to go in bad company. I got thirty this time, men and boys all bound for the Wall, and don’t be thinking they’re like that bastard brother o’ yours.” He shook her. “Lord Eddard gave me pick o’ the dungeons, and I didn’t find no little lordlings down there. This lot, half o’ them would turn you over to the queen quick as spit for a pardon and maybe a few silvers. The other half’d do the same, only they’d rape you first. So you keep to yourself and make your water in the woods,alone. That’ll be the hardest part, the pissing, so don’t drink no more’n you need.” Leaving King’s Landing was easy, just like he’d said. The Lannister guardsmen on the gate were stopping everyone, but Yoren called one by name and their wagons were waved through. No one spared Arya a glance. They were looking for a highborn girl, daughter of the King’s Hand, not for a skinny boy with his hair chopped off. Arya never looked back. She wished the Rush would rise and wash the whole city away, Flea Bottom and the Red Keep and the Great Sept and everything, and everyone too, especially Prince Joffrey and his mother. But she knew it wouldn’t, and anyhow Sansa was still in the city and would wash away too. When she remembered that, Arya decided to wish for  Winterfell instead. Yoren was wrong about the pissing, though. That wasn’t the hardest part at all; Lommy Greenhands and Hot Pie were the hardest part. Orphan boys. Yoren had plucked some from the streets with promises of food for their bellies and shoes for their feet. The rest he’d found in chains. “The Watch needs good men,” he told them as they set out, “but you lot will have to do.” Yoren had taken grown men from the dungeons as well, thieves and poachers and rapers and the like. The worst were the three he’d found in the black cells who must have scared even him, because he kept them fettered hand and foot in the back of a wagon, and vowed they’d stay in irons all the way to the Wall. One had no nose, only the hole in his face where it had been cut off, and the gross fat bald one with the pointed teeth and theweeping sores on his cheeks had eyes like nothing human. They took five wagons out of King’s Landing, laden with supplies for the Wall: hides and bolts of cloth, bars of pig iron, a cage of ravens, books and paper and ink, a bale of sourleaf, jars of oil, and chests of medicine and spices. Teams of plow horses pulled the wagons, and Yoren had bought two coursers and a half-dozen donkeys for the boys. Arya would have preferred a real horse, but the donkey was better than riding on a wagon. The men paid her no mind, but she was not so lucky with the boys. She was two years younger than the youngest orphan, not to mention smaller and skinnier, and Lommy and Hot Pie took her silence to mean she was scared, or stupid, or deaf. “Look at that sword Lumpyhead’s got there,” Lommy said one morning as they made their plodding way past orchards and wheat fields. He’d been a dyer’s apprentice before he was caught stealing, and his arms were mottled green to the elbow. When he laughed he brayed like the donkeys they were riding. “Where’s a gutter rat like Lumpyhead get him a sword?” Arya chewed her lip sullenly. She could see the back of Yoren’s faded black cloak up ahead of the wagons, but she was determined not to go crying to him for help.