A Memory Called Empire (Teixcalaan #1)
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Read between October 16 - October 20, 2020
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Empire unchecked might be inevitable, but Darj Tarats has within him a quiet, determined, and conniving optimism that unchecked is not the only option available, and has not been for some time.
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At long last, perhaps there is an empire larger than the Empire that has been devouring us by inches. Perhaps now it comes. Perhaps now I will be able to stop waiting.
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How much of Lsel did he want to take? Take and devour and transform into something that wasn’t Lsel at all, but Teixcalaan. If he wasn’t the Emperor, she might have slapped him.
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it is by such small degrees that a culture is devoured,
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I have lost the other half of myself, and I need him,
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And the rush of bright desire, the naked shameful want for the thing that was not his by right. Was this the first time he felt it? (Of course not. It hadn’t been the first time for her either.)
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Mahit imagined, vividly, that they were following the scent of Five Agate’s spilled blood, a hunt in reverse.
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What is the Teixcalaanli definition of we?
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Nothing touched by empire stays clean,
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“No one is dead,” Mahit said carefully, “who is remembered.”
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Nothing the Empire touched would remain hers. Very little was hers already.