I could tell you…
I could tell you about the world. The magic of the elements and the animals. The ceremonies and the changes. The extensive history of the people.
But I’d hate to ruin the way the author unfolds it for you.
I could tell you in great detail the why’s and wherefores of the characters whom I loved and those who, upon reflection, I wished had been a little more fleshed out.
But I don’t want to introduce any prejudice. I want you to be as taken with the people as I was.
I could tell you what I absolutely loved and what left me wanting.
But I won’t.
I could even tell you just how it leaves you hanging at the end to send you running off to Amazon to see if her next book has yet been published.
I could tell you all of that.
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