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Children are dying." Lull nodded. "That's a succinct summary of humankind, I'd say. Who needs tomes and volumes of history? Children are dying. The injustices of the world hide in those three words.

Not from this book but every time I check the news I am thinking about deadhouse gates - why do we always come to this place?

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Wow wow wow wow

I have had visions of the future, and each and every one of them ends up in the same place. Don't ask me what it means. I already know. That's the problem with visions of the future.

Holy SHIT this book is awesome

_In that old place where we once lived, you decried those who beat their children. Yet see what you have done to the world. You are all beaters of children._

Oh my god

Does the dead bird’s mate dream of murder?

Somehow the storytelling and prose has gotten even better, cannot wait to see how this unfolds!

My children, do you ride with me? I know you do. My children, be brave this day. See your father and know that he is proud of you all.

Absolutely brutal, heartbreaking, awful, gut wrenching

When the first one spoke, the voice formed words in his head. ‘Great One, we are abject. We grovel in servitude-’
The other cut in, ‘Does she believe all that? Keep trying!’

‘Be quiet, Telorast! How can I concentrate on lying with you barging in all the time! Now shhh! Oh, never mind, it’s too late-look at them, they can both hear us. You, especially.’

“Where are we?”
“The Wastelands.”
“Ah, that explains it, then”
“Explains what?”
“Why, all this… waste.”

He knew that a murderer now stalked him. There was no reason for it. He’d done nothing to deserve this.

Unless, of course, one counted a lifetime of treachery.

Perfect book for mowing and driving, so much political intrigue

This book is just so rewarding to read, all the best characters from all the previous books finally in one place

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How am I supposed to sleep

This book is a fever dream, we have velociraptors engaging in heated religious debate, giant mechs, and an entirely new magic system

8,889 pages in and the main plot is unveiled! At last!

He is my best friend isn’t he? He gave me chicken.

The mind shaped its habits and habits reshaped the body. A lifelong rider walked with bowed legs, a seafarer stood wide no matter how sure the purchase. Women who twirled strands of their hair would in time come to sit with heads tilted to one side.

I really need to learn to hold my phone with my other hand.

2100 pages to go!

‘No is not a lovely day. What are you doing?’

His eyes darted. 'Doing? Nothing, can't you see that?' He paused. 'Can't he smell them? Close, oh so close! It's going to be a mess and whose fault will that be? A real mess - nothing to do with Iskaral Pust, though! I am perfect.' He attempted an expression of innocence. I am perfect... ly - perfectly - fine'

Gather close, and let us speak of nasty little shits.

“It’s against the law to look in someone else’s bag.”

“Swamp law. Does this look like a swamp?”

The would-be usurper knelt beside him, headless in sour symbolism. But it was a complicated, messy symbol. And he could find for himself but one truth in all of this.

Heads roll downhill.