Status Updates From Wild Magic (Fool's Gold, #2)

Ending on a shameless quadruple cliffhanger. 🫢 I don’t love cliffhangers, but still…you gotta respect that Fisher has the nerve to go that route after 1000 pages.

‘Hesta had boasted to all who would listen that she would outlive them all, that she intended to survive Sur himself. But now she was stone dead w/ her feet set neatly together on the floor & her hands clasped around the carved dragonhead armrests. Her limbs were burned so the bones gleamed white ivory amongst all the char, but even as death had eaten at her, she had flinched from her seat not at all.’

—“I am told that albino babies are considered unlucky.” Virelai stood up, dusting off his gray robes & gazing disconsolately around. “Certainly, I don’t feel I carry much luck with me.”
—“Do you believe in luck?”
—“The Master always said a man’s luck was what he made it; & if that is so, I have surely been a poor craftsman.”

‘There was something in his expression Katla could not place. Not for the first time, it occurred to her that her twin—who had for most of her life seemed an extension of herself, as she was of him—had lately become a separate being entirely, as alien & unknowable as the strangest stranger.’