#whiskeyjack

[vorueg]

[victusinveritas]

Can confirm. Absolutely stellar series. Just dive in Gardens of the Moon, enjoy the ride, and don't really expect things to make sense until book 2, Deadhouse Gates. Just trust me on this. There is no other book series, not Wheel of Time, Game of Thrones, or the Kingkiller Chronicles, certainly not anything by Sanderson.

[thegloamingapproaches]

Tuesday morning fit check ft. A fluffy dog butt.

[agardenandlibrary]

Jemis, standing next to his disguised father: I miss my dad so much. He taught me so many things. I've been wrestling with his legacy my whole life. I'm so proud to be his son.

Jack, standing next to his incognito son: I miss my son so much. I'm so proud of him that my buddies tease me about how much I talk about him. I'm probably on a quest to murder my brother in order to restore my son's proper inheritance.

Me, reading this: slowly emitting steam like a kettle about to boil

[thestuffedalligator]

Every time I've gone to this fucking mountain it's been crawling with whiskeyjacks and I've never had the right camera to take a picture of them and now that I actually had the right camera it took an hour for the little bastards to show up.

I love them. I love them so much

[ankh-morporkianpostalworker]

Just started Gardens of the Moon, and I gotta say that all these characters seem to be on the level, and I only see this ending with the good guys winning and the bad guys losing and absolutely no moral greyness whatsoever.

I'm especially rooting for the extremely traumatized suicide squad who are still loyal to the now-dead emperor to come out safe, happy, and well-adjusted.

Please, no spoilers.

[coffeenuts]

[myriad-rainbows]

Jemis Greenwing, ill-loved nephew of the new chief magistrate, was scrutinized and accused by the court of public opinion of every sensational act in the barony.

I made a tally of said sensational acts attributed to me. All right, I had rescued a mermaid from a burning building, and I had slain a dragon, and the two of my university friends who had so far shown up had been a beautiful cross-dressing Indrilline spy and an Imperial Duke, and I had broken a curse on the bees of the Woods Noirell, and I had been involved in the strange matter of the disastrous Late Bastard Decadent dinner party given by Dame Talgarth, but that was incognito, as was the small matter of the cult to the Dark Kings sacrificing cows at the Ellery Stone, which Mr. Dart and I had witnessed.

The rest of the rumours were totally wrong.

Whiskeyjack (book 3 of Greenwing & Dart series), Victoria Goddard