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A Storm of Swords Part 2: Blood and Gold (2002)

por George R. R. Martin

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Séries: A Song of Ice and Fire (3, part 2 of 2)

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Four contend for power over the Iron Throne and the Land of the Seven Kingdoms; alliances shift, and betrayal is always an option. House Lannister's head, Joffrey, rules uneasily. Joffrey's enemy, Lord Stannis, is disgraced and enthralled. Robb of House Stark still rules the North, implacable in his enmity towards his Lannister foes, even as they hold his sister hostage. And the exiled queen Daenerys, mistress of the world's last three dragons, makes her way across a blood-drenched continent. But as opposing forces maneuver for the final titanic showdown, there appears an army of barbaric wildlings, led by undead Others. The unpredictable violence of a final cataclysm is inevitable; the one certain thing is that many men will die upon many swords.… (mais)
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    The Blade Itself por Joe Abercrombie (LeftHandedMatt)
    LeftHandedMatt: More humourous and lighter in tone than A Song of Ice and Fire, but the world and it's characters are just as wonderfully detailed as those by George R. R. Martin, and the story remains exciting throughout.
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    The Warded Man por Peter V. Brett (LeftHandedMatt)
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Part 2 of [b:A Storm of Swords|62291|A Storm of Swords (A Song of Ice and Fire, #3)|George R.R. Martin|http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1298429990s/62291.jpg|1164465] (released in two volumes in some international markets.) Amazingly enough, Martin had originally conceived the first three books in the series as one volume, so this is very much the climax of every story thus far (and the climax of the war which opened the series). So many fascinating characters reach natural turning points here: many die, many undergo great revelations, and basically all the character relationships are overturned or reevaluated. This is a stunning novel which sets the stage for a considerable tonal shift in books 4 and 5. It will all depend on how much you enjoy Martin's style: if his lengthy descriptions and dense number of secondary characters isn't to your liking, this book will test your mettle. Otherwise, this is the highlight of the first three books (and arguably of all books to date, if you believe the masses!). ( )
  therebelprince | Nov 15, 2020 |
Obviously, having successfully read this far, I must love it.

I got stuck half way through. A plot twist snapped my devotion. When I began again I was cautious. And then the amazing happened, I was compelled in one quick swoop to the end and through right into the fourth book. ( )
  Happenence | Oct 2, 2020 |
← Part 3

I sauntered up to the crowd in the corner like no man has sauntered before. “That's some mighty fine sauntering,” said the security guard whose task was presumably to ensure the book reading didn't get out of hand.

“Why thank you,” I said. Something about the guard made me uneasy, but it would have been against all rules of propriety to behead him there in the fiction section, so I smiled charmingly instead.

“Are you here for the Wed Redding?” he asked.

“You mean the Wed reading,” I said, feeling ever more uneasy. The guard just smiled non-committally. “Yes, yes I am,” I said, and made for one of the seats, but the guard's outstretched hand stopped me.

“I'm sorry, sir, but you'll have to leave your animal out here,” he said. I glanced over at my direpanda, Black-and-White-Draught. He'd been my faithful companion ever since I found him as a cub two years earlier. Normally he exuded a calm confidence; that or gas. But now he was munching nervously on some bamboo, his eyes seeming to say “我有一个不好的预感”. Unfortunately I couldn't understand Mandarin so I patted Draughty on the head and told him to sit. He obeyed, just as he always obeyed my commands. As long as my commands were either “Sit” or “Chew bamboo.”

This time the guard didn't stop me as I took my seat in the corner of the bookshop. I glanced around at the other people present. About half of them seemed to be thumbing through A Storm of Swords, enjoying its subtle intricacies but perhaps wondering like me when GRR Martin was going to throw his next curveball. The rest of the people present didn't look like Song of Ice and Fire fans, but before I could figure out who they were the reader appeared at the front.

“Hello everyone,” he said, smiling sarcastically. And no, I don't know how you can smile sarcastically either. “I'll get to the reading in a moment, but first feel free to follow me on Twitter, my username is @dieiceandfirefansdiediedie.” I let out a sigh of relief. Now that we were Twitter buddies nothing bad could happen, unless this guy was willing to break the ancient and sacred laws of hospitality and incur the wrath of Gods, men, and probably 4chan. I relaxed in my chair, but in doing so noticed a book in the pocket of the person sat in front of me. It had a black cover, but beyond that I couldn't see any more. I glanced around, and noticed the same book in many more pockets. I sat up, my nerves on edge once more. In the distance I could hear my direpanda making nervous panda noises.

“If everyone is sitting comfortably, I'll begin,” said the reader, and from his pocket he pulled that same black book. As it emerged I saw more details: a silver tie, and four words that made my blood run cold. I turned to my left, hoping to escape, but the man sat next to me rose to his feet, a riding crop in one hand and his copy of Fifty Shades of Grey in the other. “Listen,” he whispered, for the reader was speaking.

“Let's dive into Chapter two” said the reader. He licked his lips and began. “‘Christian's voice is warm and husky like dark melted chocolate fudge caramel… or something.’”

All around me I could hear fans of decent fiction and grammar groaning in agony and falling dead to the floor. There were entrails everywhere, though God knows why, it just seemed appropriate. I looked back at the person next to me. His dagger and eyes were shining brightly. “E.L. James sends her regards,” he said with a grin.

“Wait, didn't you have a riding crop a second ago, where'd the dagger come from?” I asked, although to be honest it was the kind of poor continuity I'd expect from a fan of Fifty Shades.

“Oh, right, sorry,” he said, looking flustered, “could you hold this for a second?” He passed me the dagger, and began searching his pockets. I knew it would take but a second for him to find the crop, but a second was all I needed. I raised the dagger high, and with all my strength I plunged it down and into my chest. The reader was still talking, something about an inner goddess and a chicken and a fridge, but it didn't matter anymore. I closed my eyes and smiled, as my song came to an end.

Part 5 → ( )
  imlee | Jul 7, 2020 |
← Part 3

I sauntered up to the crowd in the corner like no man has sauntered before. “That's some mighty fine sauntering,” said the security guard whose task was presumably to ensure the book reading didn't get out of hand.

“Why thank you,” I said. Something about the guard made me uneasy, but it would have been against all rules of propriety to behead him there in the fiction section, so I smiled charmingly instead.

“Are you here for the Wed Redding?” he asked.

“You mean the Wed reading,” I said, feeling ever more uneasy. The guard just smiled non-committally. “Yes, yes I am,” I said, and made for one of the seats, but the guard's outstretched hand stopped me.

“I'm sorry, sir, but you'll have to leave your animal out here,” he said. I glanced over at my direpanda, Black-and-White-Draught. He'd been my faithful companion ever since I found him as a cub two years earlier. Normally he exuded a calm confidence; that or gas. But now he was munching nervously on some bamboo, his eyes seeming to say “我有一个不好的预感”. Unfortunately I couldn't understand Mandarin so I patted Draughty on the head and told him to sit. He obeyed, just as he always obeyed my commands. As long as my commands were either “Sit” or “Chew bamboo.”

This time the guard didn't stop me as I took my seat in the corner of the bookshop. I glanced around at the other people present. About half of them seemed to be thumbing through A Storm of Swords, enjoying its subtle intricacies but perhaps wondering like me when GRR Martin was going to throw his next curveball. The rest of the people present didn't look like Song of Ice and Fire fans, but before I could figure out who they were the reader appeared at the front.

“Hello everyone,” he said, smiling sarcastically. And no, I don't know how you can smile sarcastically either. “I'll get to the reading in a moment, but first feel free to follow me on Twitter, my username is @dieiceandfirefansdiediedie.” I let out a sigh of relief. Now that we were Twitter buddies nothing bad could happen, unless this guy was willing to break the ancient and sacred laws of hospitality and incur the wrath of Gods, men, and probably 4chan. I relaxed in my chair, but in doing so noticed a book in the pocket of the person sat in front of me. It had a black cover, but beyond that I couldn't see any more. I glanced around, and noticed the same book in many more pockets. I sat up, my nerves on edge once more. In the distance I could hear my direpanda making nervous panda noises.

“If everyone is sitting comfortably, I'll begin,” said the reader, and from his pocket he pulled that same black book. As it emerged I saw more details: a silver tie, and four words that made my blood run cold. I turned to my left, hoping to escape, but the man sat next to me rose to his feet, a riding crop in one hand and his copy of Fifty Shades of Grey in the other. “Listen,” he whispered, for the reader was speaking.

“Let's dive into Chapter two” said the reader. He licked his lips and began. “‘Christian's voice is warm and husky like dark melted chocolate fudge caramel… or something.’”

All around me I could hear fans of decent fiction and grammar groaning in agony and falling dead to the floor. There were entrails everywhere, though God knows why, it just seemed appropriate. I looked back at the person next to me. His dagger and eyes were shining brightly. “E.L. James sends her regards,” he said with a grin.

“Wait, didn't you have a riding crop a second ago, where'd the dagger come from?” I asked, although to be honest it was the kind of poor continuity I'd expect from a fan of Fifty Shades.

“Oh, right, sorry,” he said, looking flustered, “could you hold this for a second?” He passed me the dagger, and began searching his pockets. I knew it would take but a second for him to find the crop, but a second was all I needed. I raised the dagger high, and with all my strength I plunged it down and into my chest. The reader was still talking, something about an inner goddess and a chicken and a fridge, but it didn't matter anymore. I closed my eyes and smiled, as my song came to an end.

Part 5 → ( )
  leezeebee | Jul 6, 2020 |
In conjunction with the first part, easily my favourite of the series so far, which is definitely saying something. There seemed to be no slow points in this one - just action and surprises and interesting character development.
  Tara_Calaby | Jun 22, 2020 |
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Four contend for power over the Iron Throne and the Land of the Seven Kingdoms; alliances shift, and betrayal is always an option. House Lannister's head, Joffrey, rules uneasily. Joffrey's enemy, Lord Stannis, is disgraced and enthralled. Robb of House Stark still rules the North, implacable in his enmity towards his Lannister foes, even as they hold his sister hostage. And the exiled queen Daenerys, mistress of the world's last three dragons, makes her way across a blood-drenched continent. But as opposing forces maneuver for the final titanic showdown, there appears an army of barbaric wildlings, led by undead Others. The unpredictable violence of a final cataclysm is inevitable; the one certain thing is that many men will die upon many swords.

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