Joe Abercrombie The First Law Trilogy – Genuine & Validated

The Debt of a Failed Knife

“Better to do a thing,” he whispered to no one, “than to live with the fear of it.”

The mud had a name, but Logen Ninefingers couldn’t remember it. Didn’t matter. Mud was mud. It sucked at his boots, it splattered his coat, and if you fell in it face-first, it drowned you just the same as any other. joe abercrombie the first law trilogy

Logen stared into the fire. The flames flickered, and for just a moment, he saw a face in them. Bethod’s. Or the Bloody-Nine’s. Hard to tell the difference anymore.

Ferro snorted. Glokta laughed—a wet, joyless sound. The Debt of a Failed Knife “Better to

Glokta’s eyes glittered. “Yours, if you’re not careful. Now eat your rabbit. We leave in an hour. The First of the Magi is tired of waiting, and when wizards get impatient, men get dead.”

“Say one thing for Logen Ninefingers,” said the crippled torturer, biting into the raw rabbit. “Say he’s a sentimental fool.” It sucked at his boots, it splattered his

He had nine names for the dead. His dead. The ones he’d put in the ground with his own two hands—or with the help of the other bastard who lived inside him, the one who whispered still alive, still alive when the blood ran hot. He tried not to think about that one. Thinking gave it teeth.