Bones stabbed like talons, lit by a thousand mad eyes of green fire. Screeched off blue arrays shielding their formation, casting dark sparks of resentment over crowd and water alike. Continue reading
Frogs. Everywhere. Willow Rosenberg would probably yelp.
…Maybe. They’re very tiny frogs. Continue reading
Wei Wuxian would risk his own life. But not those depending on him. :…You will be safe.: Continue reading
If you can keep your head about you when all about you are losing theirs, odds are you’ve worked in retail a while. Continue reading
It’s been said that an ecologist is someone who puts up birdfeeders in hopes of seeing hawks. The same principle applies to milkweed for monarchs; what you often get is wasps. Continue reading
:Any Herald can get killed, Lan Wangji. Any of us here can be. Even the priests who don’t believe the dead walk know that there may be true evil in the water, and they’re taking a risk. And they’re still here. And that is their right. This is our place. These are our people. Strong or weak, we have the right to risk our lives for what we believe is just.: Kellen paused, then drove the point home. Continue reading
Okay, this is going to be a slightly odd one. I love the setting. But I give the paperback 5 stars, and the Kindle version 4, or 4.5 at best.
I’ve read both the original paperback put out in the 90s, and now the Kindle version. And while the stories in both are good, Continue reading
Kellen was glaring at the ripples. :Is that what we’re after?:
:Let us so hope, and let it strike soon,: Lan Wangji answered. :Whatever power your priests and Groveborn have raised here does not work well with Nie cultivation.: Continue reading