Sternenregen (Band 2)
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Nachdem der Gott der Dunkelheit Tenebris überraschend auftauchte und Stella ermordete, ist Solaria am Ende. Kopflos will sie alles hinschmeißen, doch auf ihren Freund Volan ist verlass. Zusammen suchen sie weiter den Mondgott. Er scheint der einzige Funken Hoffnung zu sein, der Solaria noch bleibt. Wobei die Odyssey Solaria an viele neue, wundersame Orte bringt. Neue Freunde schließen sich ihnen an, neue Geheimnisse werden aufgedeckt. Doch über allem steht noch immer die Frage: Wo ist der Mondgott?
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