I mention it because every other novel in Erikson’s series has a solid beginning and a solid end. This shouldn’t be news since TCG is just the second half of a huge novel. TCG picks up immediately after DUST OF DREAMS. Main characters die, though you should have gotten used to that after reading books 2 & 3. Everything is coming to one last convergence of powers. Essentially every conceivable character is in this novel in one form or another. “All right, it’s rather more complicated than I had imagined.” “Why, more good news… Let’s just add the K’Chain Che’Malle and the Jaghut, and oh… who knows how many slavering fanatics of the Wolves of Winter! And what about the Crippled God himself?” “Nobody said it’d be easy… what do you have to offer me?”

And now the Elient, and how many dragons have come or are coming through the gate? A hundred? A thousand? Oh, and the Elder Gods: Errastas, the past Master of the Tiles, and Kilmandaros and her son…“ Silchas Ruin, Tulas Shorn, Kilava-even Gruntle, the Mortal Sword of Treach. “There are too many rogue players in this game.

Names of the characters speaking were omitted to prevent insane spoilers: One thing I haven’t adjusted from the draft of the review is a quote from TCG that essentially diagrams what the book is about. Bill totally preempted me (I still think he’s awesome)… but you know the saying about great minds and all that. It also was nearly identical to a review I was excited to post. It is a fantastic review that you all should read. I recently read a review of TCG by Bill Capossere over at Tor.com. The short version is that TCG blew me completely away. Many authors have enough trouble simply writing the ending to one novel, never mind the final book of a ten novel series. Up until this point, Erikson’s series has been one of the standards to which I compare all modern fantasy. I’d be lying if I said I never had a moment of worry going into this novel. The tenth and final novel in The Malazan Book of the Fallen. It’s what got me re-interested in fantasy after years toiling under the belief that fantasy was imprisoned in the land of elves and dwarves. I’ve been reading Steven Erikson’s Malazan Book of the Fallen for six years. It’s hard to know where to begin with this review.

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