Book Excerpt for the Day

    “You and I are prisoners together.”

    “Prisoners,” Isana whispered.  Her voice came out in a croak, and she had to cough painfully.  “Prisoners where?  What’s wrong with my legs?”

    “Kordholt, I think they called it,” Odiana said.  “You’re experiencing crafting sickness.  When Kord found you by the banks of the flood, your head was broken.  They made me mend it.”

    “You?” Isana asked.  “But you were trying to hurt Tavi.”

    “The pretty boy?” Odiana asked.  “I wasn’t hurting him.  I was killing him.  There’s a difference.”

    (from Furies of Calderon by Jim Butcher)

 

    8½*/10.  The complete review is here.

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