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The Brass Man Who Would Sink - 1.5/5

We’re at 47 lies

What's In A Name? - 2.5/5

Only one lie in chapter 12, bringing the total to 45

Chapter 11 - 44

Thief's Flight - 4/5

9 chapters in, 38 lies

End of chapter 6 - 33 lies

End of chapter 3 — 28 lies

End of chapter 2 — jumped all the way up to 22 lies!

Chapter 1 - 5 lies so far

"Why try to clean a whole army?"
"We don't clean the whole army," said Daleel, "only the officers."
"Why even do that?"
Daleel leaned against the cleaning wagon. "Suderbod is a low and muddy land. Cleanliness and rank are tied together for us."

I love small worlbuilding details like this

A book so nice, I'm reading it twice

We have our first reference to the Viashino

No one, not even powerful magelords of Izzet, made a habit of disappointing the Orzhov. A pyromancer could set you on fire today, but a patriarch could set you on fire every day, now and for the rest of your afterlife.

Words to live by.

He smiled. “You have enslaved the power of lightning,” he said, “and you’ve used it to avoid the tedium of hiring help.”

I’m so smitten by this man, please please let the rest of the book be as good as the first impression.

I'm finally past the contemporary fiction portion and into the fantasy! Loving it quite a bit, but unfortunately, my library hold has expired, and this book is quite popular, so I'm taking a forced pause while I wait for my turn with it again

This is perhaps the most difficult book I've ever read. The chapters are insanely short (I'm talking 2-5 pages on average) but I can only stomach about 2 of them per day. If I weren't reading this at the request of a friend, I'd have dropped it long ago.

A number of the patrons were gathered around a table, watching as two of their compatriots played a card game which represented the fighting of magic users, the onlookers ignoring the new arrivals, so intent were they on the duel being fought out with the cards.

They're playing Magic lmao

"Ah, I missed you." Jhoira laughed and embraced him.

Karn doubted she obtained the comfort she sought: his body had a similar heat to a human's, but he could not offer her the same softness of flesh. He enjoyed her proximity anyway. His friends were so small and so mysterious. He could divine the inner workings of quartz, but still he would never perfectly understand Jhoira.

I'm beginning to like Karn more

The surgical lines on his face still had raw edges but they did not weep blood: instead, black oil glistened near the sutures. Aron seemed devastatingly human. His expression was anguished—unlike the other Phyrexians, he seemed self-aware. He was still Aron Capashen, and he knew what had been done to him, what it meant. His lips formed the words: please, don't look at me. But he did not, could not, voice them.

"Jaya, you seem to be in the best shape among us. You will lead. I will take up a central position as I must defend Teferi. Jodah, keep watch at the rear."
Jodah opened his mouth. Jaya lit two fireballs in her hands, weighed them, and raised her eyebrows at Jodah. Jodah, abashed, closed his mouth.
After a moment, he spoke, mild: "I was going to say that this is an excellent plan."

Oh Jodah, man that you are

”It’s not a big rubber spider, is it? You know I can’t do jump scares.”
Weirdly nervous is one of her types, actually. She likes men at the extremes of self-assurance, men who know what they want and are either confident they can have it or terrified they can’t; she can imagine being into this guy.

She’s so real for that

Stories made love sound like going on an adventure. But him— he felt more like coming home.

My hold expired on Libby, but we're back!!

”I’ll never be able to repay you,” he said.
“We all play our part. Do you pay the deer for his trouble when you shoot him?”

🔥🔥🔥
God I love me a good one-liner. This one’s an absolute banger.