As the odd bird in the room who is frustrated often with books that are less than 400 pages, I was thrilled when I saw the size of The Madinogion Tetralogy by Evangeline Walton. I was not necessarily familiar with Welsh folklore as I began to read this, so it was an interesting foray on multiple...
Something pricked me when I moved; whatever I was lying on was rough. Where was I? Then Floriano’s beautiful face burned through the darkness, vivid as if it were still there before me. Telling me again what it had told me in that last terrible moment. I bit my lips until ...