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It was magic. In every world, it was a kind of magic. "No maids, no …
I’m curious, though, and my father said that if I could be curious instead of afraid, things would probably work out some kind of right.
— Siren Queen by Nghi Vo
That's cat logic
It was magic. In every world, it was a kind of magic. "No maids, no …
It’s hard to resent someone when you’re eating the potato dumplings they left you, but I tried.
— Siren Queen by Nghi Vo
It was magic. In every world, it was a kind of magic. "No maids, no …
Wolfe Studios released a tarot deck’s worth of stories about me over the years.
— Siren Queen by Nghi Vo
When twelve-year-old Esther disappears on the way home from school in a small town in …
You'll never convince me that "Scrivenor" isn't a pseudonym
In the jianghu, you break the law to make it your own.
Lin Chong is …
Content warning I don't have anything interesting to say without spoilers
This could have been titled The Radicalization of Lin Chong.
One thing that was striking to me was how almost all of the actors self-identified as working for the good of The Empire, but for some of them that meant the people in the Empire, and for others that meant this idealized abstract structure.
I appreciate that Lin's superhuman abilities were created/"unlocked" by a random experience she had, rather than heredity/Chosen One/etc.
In the jianghu, you break the law to make it your own.
Lin Chong is …
As the sun rose and the drums beat out the first watch of the day, Lu Junyi forced her hands to tie a sash, to slide slippers onto her feet. To twist her hair back and secure it in her usual polished style. As if she could don a new skin firmly enough to howl another reality into existence.
In the jianghu, you break the law to make it your own.
Lin Chong is …
Only those who had money could dismiss its concerns as gauche.
Shan Frankland forever abandoned the world she knew to come to the rescue of a …
It kept very much to the themes of the original: genocide, greed, betrayal, and the sheer amount of damage a few bad-faith actors can do in a system not designed to account for them
Finished just in time for #SFFBookClub sequels month 😅
In the jianghu, you break the law to make it your own.
Lin Chong is …
I would like to see us have a trifle less approbation from men and a trifle more fear.
In the jianghu, you break the law to make it your own.
Lin Chong is …
Every morning just after dawn, Lin Chong taught a fight class for women.
Shan Frankland forever abandoned the world she knew to come to the rescue of a …
I’m old-fashioned that way. I like to keep my entrails inside my body cavity.
Shan Frankland forever abandoned the world she knew to come to the rescue of a …
That was the trouble with people who thought they were going to heaven. They just didn’t take death seriously enough.
Shan Frankland forever abandoned the world she knew to come to the rescue of a …
Wine could well be an icon for your species. No wonder you base societies and ritual upon it. It’s the fruit of polluted excess. The yeast colony gorges itself on saccharides until it dies poisoned by its own excretion. It doesn’t know how to stop and it consumes itself to death.
Shan Frankland forever abandoned the world she knew to come to the rescue of a …
I don’t understand why time is an issue. It is a threat: all threats are now.
I love this philosophy
Shan Frankland forever abandoned the world she knew to come to the rescue of a …
He was wandering down the main passage that ran the whole port side of Actaeon’s main section when she saw him, pausing at every network niche to slot his datacard forlornly into the port.
