Joe Abercrombie The First Law Trilogy — Essential

“So does snoring. And I don’t snore.”

The Debt of a Failed Knife

“Evening, children,” said Sand dan Glokta, leaning on his cane. One leg dragged behind him like a regret. His smile was a razor wrapped in charm. “I see you’ve made camp in the least defensible spot within a mile. Excellent work. I’ve brought dinner.” He held up a dead rabbit by its ears. “Found it choking on its own stupidity. Reminded me of home.” joe abercrombie the first law trilogy

“You followed us,” said Logen.

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. “So does snoring

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. His smile was a razor wrapped in charm