The seasons have turned from spring to summer across the quiet earth - yet the Fhoi Myore were hiding in mist, awaiting their chance to unleash their icy realm of death. To defeat the Cold Gods, Corum of the Silver Hand must restore the High King's power with legendary treasures - the Golden Oak and the Silver Ram - lost talismans that wield miraculous forces. Forces that Corum must now tame...

In an age before time began when the old Gods were abroad in the Earth, Corum of the Scarlet Robe defeated the agents of chaos and cruelty and made history possible. Now a new age requires a hero. There are new lords who would be gods - Odin and Thor and Freya and Loki. And there are the descendants of Corum's Vadagh people, now called Elf-folk. There is a portent - a great black bull sometimes seen on the horizon. The bull must be ridden by the one who possesses the Spear of Llaw Ereint. And the one who will come to possess the spear will be one who has a silver hand - it is the hand of Corum...

Spring has turned to summer, the hottest and most abundant summer ever remembered in the Mabden lands. But in the mists lurks an insidious coldness—the icy presence of the Fhoi Myore. Despite being slowly decayed by the warmth of the world, these harbingers of death will stop at nothing to overwhelm the Earth. The High King of the Mabden, Amergin, must unite the race in the fight against the Fhoi Myore. But Amergin is in thrall to the dark magic of the Gods of Limbo. It falls to Corum of the Silver Hand to restore the rightful power of the High King with the miraculous forces of two legendary talismans: the Golden Oak and the Silver Ram...

Enemies become allies and allies enemies as the races struggle for possession of the Earth. Yet only Prince Corum Jhaelin Irsei of the Scarlet Robe can save them from a doomed fate. With the spear of Llaw Ereint in his silver hand, Corum must face the Cold Gods in a final battle that will defeat the forces of Chaos - or deliver the world to evil unending...

In this the tenth epic volume of the Tale of the eternal Champion, Michael Moorcock brings the old Celtic gods alive.

A great Winter fell across the earth. Corum of the Silver Hand had slain the gods that Man might rule; the last of the Vadhagh. He had saved the race that had betrayed his own and he had earned his rest. However, it was not to be, for new gods now walk through the land. Corum takes up the moon-coloured sword with sorrow. To him falls the task of defeating the Fhoi Myore, the Cold Gods who yearn for death but cannot be slain.