Os livros da magia
Esta série de quadrinhos, escrita por Neil Gaiman, narra as jornadas do bruxo Mágico Tim Hunter, enquanto ele encontra uma variedade de personagens que usam magia. De acordo com o artigo da Wikipédia :
Drawing on a childhood spent working his way through the children's section in his local library and a childhood love of magic and fantasy stories[4] such as T. H. White's The Once and Future King, Gaiman created an everyman character of a twelve-year-old boy called Timothy Hunter, who would need to be given an extensive tour of the DC magical universe before being able to decide if he should embrace or reject his destiny as the world's greatest magician.
Foi publicado de 1990 a 2000, o que não se encaixaria como "bastante recente", e é claro, uma série de quadrinhos. É provável, então, que você leia uma das adaptações do livro, que foram publicadas de 2003 a 2004. O mais provável é que seja The Books of Magic 1: The Invitation , que engloba o enredo dos quatro primeiros livros. histórias em quadrinhos.
Temos os quatro homens em trenchcoats:
As if the man’s words had made it happen, Tim was suddenly surrounded by all four men, all in trench coats. All a lot bigger than he was, he noticed.
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Um fuma: Constantine, como corretamente adivinhou nos comentários:
A match was lit. The blond man, slouched against a wall, brought the tiny flame to the end of his cigarette and took a deep drag. Of the four, he was the most ambivalent, hesitant—and yet so much rested with him.
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Ele é sequestrado pelo Baba Yaga:
The man whirled around, and as he did, he transformed. A hag in tattered rags, with wild gray hair, scrawny arms, and pointy yellowed teeth, stood before Tim. “What’s wrong?” she cackled. “You’ve stepped off the path, boychick. That’s what’s wrong!”
With a swift move, she grabbed Tim’s wrist. She clutched it so tightly he was afraid she’d snap it off. Giving him a sharp tug, he stumbled toward her. Up close, he could smell her foul breath, see the hairs poking up from the warts on her chin and nose. And all the while, he felt her fingernails, sharp as claws, digging into his skin.
“Dr. Occult?” Tim whispered. “Have you, uh, changed again?” The woman laughed hysterically. “There is no Dr. Occult here, boychick! Just the Baba Yaga. And the Baba Yaga played a good trick on you!”
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E assim por diante.