“Magnificent,’ muttered Glokta, stretching out his aching back and squinting up, the pure white stone almost painful to look at in the afternoon glare. ‘Seeing this, one could almost believe in God.’ If one didn’t know better.” — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
“I've been trying to get through this damn book again". Ardee slapped at heavy volume lying open, face down, on a chair. "The Fall of the Master Maker", muttered Glokta. "That rubbish? All magic and valor, no ? I couldn't… — Joe Abercrombie Copy Share Image
