This summer I finished the final book in an epic fantasy series called Realms of the Elderlings by Robin Hobb.
(Typing this makes me think back: I wonder how often Elderlings actually appeared on page.)
Most people would refer to these books as Fitz and the Fool and they are a huge commitment and very, very much worth it.
There are 3 Fitz trilogies, plus a trilogy of liveship books and a quadrilogy of dragon books. These are in the same world with overlapping characters and story points.
I haven’t read the dragon ones yet.
These are big fat books. I listened to most of them and these were 30 hour books. The final volume was 39!
This is one of those series where often people did things you didn’t want them to do. Lots of terrible things happened. But also amazing relationships, well-developed real characters, and such vivid world building.
The story ending was satisfying in a bittersweet but perfectly wonderful way.
The real mourning is that am done. I can’t believe I’m not going to hear new stories about Fitz. I do want to read the dragon ones but it’s not a priority.
