I’m lost under a heaping pile of carbon copies of myself,
all a little different than the last,
different hobbies,
different likes,
different looks,
but where is the real me?
Is the real in the differences those small changes that come day by day,
or is it lost to me?
I’m lost under a heaping pile of carbon copies of myself,
all a little different than the last,
different hobbies,
different likes,
different looks,
but where is the real me?
Is the real in the differences those small changes that come day by day,
or is it lost to me?
Book 3 cranks everything up. The stakes are higher, the dungeon’s meaner, and Carl is still the sarcastic, reluctant hero we all root for. The humor hits, the brutality doesn’t let up, and Donut remains queen of chaos. 10/10
Book 3 cranks everything up. The stakes are higher, the dungeon’s meaner, and Carl is still the sarcastic, reluctant hero we all root for. The humor hits, the brutality doesn’t let up, and Donut remains queen of chaos. 10/10
Nikola Tesla
Nikola Tesla
So far this series is like Ocean’s Eleven crash-landing into a Renaissance city-state, then sprinkled with alchemy, assassins, and more swear words than a drunken sailor convention. I love it!
So far this series is like Ocean’s Eleven crash-landing into a Renaissance city-state, then sprinkled with alchemy, assassins, and more swear words than a drunken sailor convention. I love it!