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465 pages, Hardcover
First published February 6, 2018
He saw [Varice] collapse into giggles. "Oh, I wish I could have seen it!" she cried.WHY IS THIS NECESSARY WHEN 100% OF THE PEOPLE READING THIS BOOK KNOW THAT DOESN'T HAPPEN. WHAT IS THE GOAL OF THIS SENTENCE.
Then and there Arram promised himself that he would marry her one day.
He began to turn over new and different magic in his head. And since he hadn't had any fresh surges of oddness, he began to relax.I MEAN: what a sloppy transition! Why bother talking about him relaxing, then, if you're going to contradict that in the very next sentence?
One place where he could not relax was Master Girisunika's Essentials of Water Magic class.
Arram fought to sit, not wanting his friend to see him lying flat like one of the dead, still on his cot, his skin gray. Arram scrambled forward, horrified.These two sentences are just one example of weirdly juxtaposed thoughts! The second sentence feels cut-and-pasted from somewhere else. Is he exhausted and lethargic and embarrassed? Or is he scrambling and horrified? I have no idea what's supposed to be going on here.
It’s just as Master Sebo says, Arram decided during their ride home. Each bit of stone tossed into the river creates ripples, which create still more, which intersect with other ripples, each making a new pattern in the water. There is no way to tell what might result, once you pick up a stone and throw it. We can only be ready for where the power takes us.
“How did she come to you?”
“She landed on my face.”
Ozorne was grinning when he joined Arram. “I don’t know if your luck is good or bad,” he whispered as he opened the door. “It’s certainly interesting.”