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All is not well in the Letherii Empire. Rhulad Sengar, the Emperor of a Thousand Deaths, spirals into madness, surrounded by sycophants and agents of his Machiavellian chancellor. Meanwhile, the Letherii secret police conduct a campaign of terror against their own people. The Errant, once a farseeing god, is suddenly blind to the future. Conspiracies seethe throughout the palace, as the empire - driven by the corrupt and self-interested - edges ever-closer to all-out war with the neighboring kingdoms.
The great Edur fleetits warriors selected from countless numbers of peopledraws closer. Amongst the warriors are Karsa Orlong and Icarium Lifestealereach destined to cross blades with the emperor himself. That yet more blood is to be spilled is inevitable... Against this backdrop, a band of fugitives seek a way out of the empire, but one of them, Fear Sengar, must find the soul of Scabandari Bloodeye. It is his hope that the soul might help halt the Tiste Edur, and so save his brother, the emperor. Yet, traveling with them is Scabandari's most ancient foe: Silchas Ruin, brother of Anomander Rake. And his motives are anything but certain - for the wounds he carries on his back, made by the blades of Scabandari, are still fresh.
Fate decrees that there is to be a reckoning, for such bloodshed cannot go unansweredand it will be a reckoning on an unimaginable scale. This is a brutal, harrowing novel of war, intrigue and dark, uncontrollable magic; this is epic fantasy at its most imaginative, storytelling at its most thrilling.
832 pages, Paperback
First published May 7, 2007
“Yes sir. You’ll see. Everyone will because you’re all my friends and friends are important. The most important thing in the world. And I’ll show you.”

“Why, without a sense of humour, you are blind to so much in the world. To human nature. To the absurdity of so much that we say and do.”

"Where is the virtue in any of it? Is possession a virtue? Is a lifetime working for some rich toad a virtue? Is loyal employment in some merchant house a virtue? Loyal to what? To whom? Oh, have they paid for that loyalty with a hundred docks a week? Like any other commodity? But then, which version is truer - the virtue of self-serving acquisitiveness or the virtue of loyalty to one's employer?"

"Not overconfident. Not indifferent. Not even contemptuous. No easy explanations for this Toblakai warrior. He would be within himself, entirely within himself, until it was time.... to witness."
"Never mind the truth. The past is what I say it is.
That is the freedom of teaching the ignorant."





“We left a debt in blood. Malazan blood. And it seems they will not let that stand.”
They are here. On this shore.
The Malazans are on our shore.
“I was born a stupid boy to very rich noble-born parents.” Usually the first words he uttered to everyone he met. The next ones were: “That’s why I became a soldier, so I could be with my own kind.” Conversations usually died away shortly after that, which made Beak sad.
my poor baby 😭
“Everything of true value is, in fact, free.”