The fourth book in Erikson's Malazan series is interesting for its complex and untypical narrative structure, and although it suffers a bit more than the last three (especially towards the end) from a confusing multiplicity of characters, intrigues, gods, assassinations, and other strange and weird happenings, I still enjoyed it tremendously.
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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