If I could offer one piece of advice now, as I fall past the eighty-fourth floor of Victory Tower, with the sky above me the swirling eye of a crimson hurricane, the blade of a goddess stuck in my thigh, and a man I used to love preparing to end the world, it would be this: Magic is not the answer to your problems.
Dear Mr. Demont,
Part of the reason I spent so much time feeling like I was playing catch up with this book is that I didn’t realize until after I’d finished it that it’s part of a s...
Published on October 09, 2012 08:00