My little gray sand cat. Puffs of fluff between the toe beans. Sticky tongue that exfoliates my face after a run. Purring warm body while I hold her close to my chest as I pour water into the kettle for tea each morning…
First light frosting the tree line, and I close the door
On the rest of the house and leave the need for sleep
To others. At such an hour, with dark still lingering,
The stars blown apart and a waning moon near vanishing,
I’ve become too well acquainted with the dark dialect ...
Slaver’s Bane had every element of fantasy I could hope for in a powerfully moving story. It was a grand tale that moved quickly making it hard to put down. I needed to know what happened on the next page.
This book kept me entertained and intrigued, from the giggle-inducing first page to the last, the fun twists on romantic tropes to vivid world-building and visceral settings. I loved every twist and turn, every silly, bizarre, and funny coincidence, and the oddity of the family in question.
When she runs errands or goes to work, people see a relatively put-together woman– a functional adult who smiles, observes most of the rules of society, and is often ready with a joke. Do you want to know a secret? Her happy-go-lucky air and easy smile? That’s a mask.