Just started TTT. It seems so much has been forgotten over the past few years. A lot more happens, in way more detail, than I remember.
Why yes H., as always I do.
Chapter 1
You need never kneel in my presence,” he said, waving for Achamian to join him. “You are my friend, Akka. You will always be my friend.
Oh, I just love the irony here.
Yeah loved this right in the first chapter, and then the last page of the book, "the next time ... you will kneel".
Also, I thought it was interesting that when Akka goes to do his Cants of Calling, he opens his eyes and can see the light his own eyes are casting on the ground. Like looking out through a flashlight ... How bizarre.
During that scene, again we get the "here is everywhere, everywhere is here" commentary, which is strikingly similar to Kellhus' awakening when he finishes the "the logos is without beginning or end" meditation (and the subsequent commentary when he wars for space). There are a lot of connections between sorcery and the dunyain.
It also made me wonder about the Dreams and Seswatha's escape from the wall. The Cants of Calling collapse space into a point, but what of time? The more akka concentrates, the more he feels like he is actually there, in that place of the dreams. Maybe if one concentrates hard enough, or, say, adds another layer to the Cant, you might physically exist in the past for a brief moment. Long enough to pull the stakes from the arms and legs of the grandmaster of the Sohonc and free him ... yup, timetravel saved Seswatha

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And onward though TTT we go.
Notes on Chapter 1:
After millennia of practising sorcery, the Quya bore a Mark that was far, far deeper than that borne by any Schoolmen—like indigo compared with water. Despite their preternatural beauty, despite the porcelain whiteness of their skin, they seemed blasted, blackened, and withered, a husk of cinders at once animate and extinct. Some, it was said, were so deeply Marked that they couldn’t stand within a length of a Chorae without beginning to salt.
An interesting aside we are given about the deepness of the Mark and Chorae.
It took thousand and thousands of years of working sorcery to have this small reaction (salting at about 3 feet [or about 1.5 meters] from a chorae). Its doubtful that any human sorcerer would ever achieve this kind of expanded reaction to chorae.
However its still fascinating to me that there is an increase effect at all. Like somehow the bruise permeates far beyond your own body, if deep enough. The fringe edges of your existence, or your soul, actually gets larger with use of sorcery somehow.