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Plunging from the saddle with a bellow, Darg Sih embraced me, punching me in
the back and roaring. I had spoken inadvertently in his own polyglot bandit
language, heard as I came in the camp. He thought me a bandit now, regardless
Darg Sih had won the game. He roared for koois, and from a tent nearby a boy
ran and gave him the flask Gyest had brought. Darg gestured me over with
flailing motions of his arms, embraced me, and offered me the rum. We drank,
and Gyest ...
I could not work it out if he were Darg's son or his leman. "If you need a ship, then
you must reach Semsam port. Ships there." Darg skewered his meat with the
knife that a few days back, probably, had been slitting some merchant's throat.
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This is the final book of a trilogy that started in Birthgrave, Lee's first novel. That one was a phantasmagorical journey of a woman without any memory of herself through a landscape with that pulp ... Read full review
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How creepy is this- I took a nap about thirty pages before the ending, and during the nap, I dreamed the key component to the ending- namely, who Ressavan was. The book was slow- there were a lot of ... Read full review