This second fantasy novel in the Malazan series continues to be as strangely engrossing as the first - it's not perfect, sometimes a bit predictable and of course other times completely opaque, which I mind less - but it's sharply written, heartfelt and sad, and fully its own thing.
Loved it as a kid, thought it was dumb in my 20s, now I’ve come back around on this classic sci-fi emo thriller, not only did it inspire a whole raft of culture in its wake, it’s honestly pretty inspiring and touching.
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