Backstory, Diaspora: THE STONE SKY, Syl Anagist Two

The following passage was taken from a section that deals with: The Stillness. Thniess. Niess.

Damn if self knows what any of these words mean, but she’s only reading the final book of The Broken Earth trilogy, just to have a taste. Nice writing, tho. For sure.

  • The Sylanagistines took their land. The Niess fought, but then responded like any living thing under threat — with diaspora, sending whatever was left of themselves flying forth to take root and perhaps survive where it could. The descendants of these Niess became part of ever land, every people, blending in among the rest and adapting to local customs. They managed to keep hold of who they were, though, continuing to speak their own language even as they grew fluent in other tongues. They maintained some of their old ways, too — like splitting their tongues with salt acid, for reasons known only to them. And while they lost much of the distinctive look that came of isolation within their small land, many retained enough of it that to this day, icewhite eyes and ashblow hair carr a certain stigma.

Why couldn’t the whole book have been written about this?


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