“Say one thing for Logen Ninefingers,” said the crippled torturer, biting into the raw rabbit. “Say he’s a sentimental fool.”
“Better to do a thing,” he whispered to no one, “than to live with the fear of it.” 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. “Say one thing for Logen Ninefingers,” said the
Logen almost smiled. Almost. His face had forgotten how, years ago. Instead, he worked a piece of gristle from between his teeth with a dirty fingernail. “You ever think,” he said, “that maybe the Magi sent us this way just to watch us fail?” Bethod’s
“Say one thing for Logen Ninefingers,” Ferro muttered, returning to her blade. “Say he’s a fool who asks questions with obvious answers.”