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414 pages, ebook
First published November 21, 2019
"If we accidentally start Ragnarok, I'm totally blaming you, Lovis whispered in Sol's
ear.
Sol grinned. "Ill say Loki set me up. Seems like that works for everyone else. Anyway, if we're about to start Ragnarok, I really need to get laid one last time."
”I mean, sure, everyone says they'll do anything for their kids. But it's different for moms. We start giving of ourselves before they're even born. And then when they're born, we're still giving, giving, giving, and the nature of our giving changes, but it never really ends.”
“To hear the bards sing of battle was all rhymes and clever imagery. This was because the bards mainly fought with words. They wrestled with the abstract, fiddled with rhythm and cadence, and then worked out the performance of their songs making minor adjustments night after night. They were craftsmen with certain tools. But very few had ever actually seen a battlefield from close up, or witnessed its carnage. If they had, they’d know that most of a battle is a lot [of] meticulous planning going to absolute shit in a matter of seconds. But this was very familiar territory to anyone with kids…”
"This is how you usher in a new age, she thought. Shoulder to shoulder with thousands of allies fighting the same battle you are."