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What can I say?

Two times in this book, I found myself curled in a blanket, tears in my eyes, clutching onto reality for dear life as either the best thing--or the worst thing--came to pass.

Any book that can rip such an emotional reaction out of me, heedless of anything, gets absolute full marks.

There's plenty I could say about the new Hell's Wardens, or the showdown with the other mages, but all of that was completely outstripped by what came out of the blood fields. And the aftermath? We've had Toren's (skeletal worker) epic arc develop across all these books, only to have a brief, and utterly shattering reunion with his old boss. This, I should say, nearly shattered ME.

There's a reason why this series has been widely, widely praised, and I'm completely on-board. Vast adventure, wonderful characters of all kinds, and extremely imaginative fantasy. And best of all, it's balanced in all things. Humor, comfort, earth-shattering tragedies, violence, friends, sympathetic villains, even stories surrounded by miscommunication AND (oddly enough) GOOD communication. It's so refreshing.

Anyway, I'm shook. Shaking. This book has me reeling.

My synesthesia makes me feel like I'm stroking cold steel, with the scent of magnolias on the air.


Personal note:
If anyone reading my reviews might be interested in reading my own SF, I'm going to be open to requests. Just direct message me in goodreads or email me on my site. I'd love to get some eyes on my novels.

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