Andre Landgraf’s Reviews > The Bards of Bone Plain > Status Update

"what do you think poetry is?" declan demanded. "something decorative? a pretty tapestry of words instead of threads? tales that old stay alive for a reason".

"the exact nature of his extraordinary gifts is nebulous, and most often a matter of poetry rather than record"

"Phelan, completely nonplussed, headed to the masters' refectory to fortify himself against several hours in the library archives, as he tried to find a way to say the same thing everyone else had said, twice a decade for five hundred years, only differently"