I thoroughly enjoyed Rayne Hall's intricate, absorbing novel Storm Dancer, but I have to admit that I found it difficult to categorize. Not that there's anything wrong with that; it makes a novel all the more intriguing when it doesn't fit into a readymade genre. On the surface, Storm Dancer is pure dark fantasy, set in a Bronze Age civilization strongly reminiscent of the Middle East. That said, the characters who people the novel are far from primitive, though their cultural expectations clash with our own, sometimes violently--especially when it comes to their treatment of women.
The desert setting is integral to the story. In a sense, it's a character of its own--and a harsh, demanding one at that. I was reminded forcefully, and repeatedly, of Stephen Crane's poem "A Man Said to the Universe" as I read. But the human characters are the real gems here. Hall has a deft hand with characterization, so that even minor characters come to vivid life. An example that pops immediately to mind is Yora, the knife-happy girl who seems willing to take on the enemy army singlehandedly. Another is Criton, the copper miner who saves the city of Oubar by providing it with a steady source of clean water...then betrays it later for selfish, shortsighted reasons.
The main characters themselves are complex, intelligent, and often perplexing and frustrating--just like interesting people in real life. Everyone has an agenda and is some shade of gray at best, though there are some who, in Tolkien's words, are "evil clear through."
This is where pigeonholing the story gets tricky. Yes, it's obviously a fantasy...but is it a romantic fantasy, in the modern sense of the term? Can a novel where the two main characters despise each other most of the time even be considered a romance, despite the fact that they're husband and wife, especially considering that the husband is literally possessed by a violent, woman-hating demon? (We'll get to that later.) Honestly, I feel that this story is more fantasy than romance, though the romantic tension necessary for most good stories is definitely there. I don't usually read romance stories per se (though I've edited a few in my day job), but I found the interplay between the main characters, Merida and Dahoud, to be simultaneously fascinating, emotionally conflicting, and even frustrating, just as I'm sure Merida and Dahoud themselves must have felt in Hall's world.
That's a not a criticism, by the way: it's praise. When a writer can rouse that level of emotional involvement in the story, she's done an excellent job.
Merida provides a fascinating character study all on her own. The Storm Dancer of the title, she's a native of the prudish Virtuous Republic of Riverland, a more Western culture than most in Hall's world. Hers is a status-hungry society where a person's worth is assessed according to the "points" they accrue in life, based on social class, personal achievements, and family accomplishment. Just 24, she's already a widow--to her mother's disgust--and has traveled three uncomfortable months to the backward Queendom of Quislak to bring it much-needed rain.
Having been appointed a goodwill ambassador by Riverland's government, she expects better than the cool reception she receives. Ultimately, through the machinations of the decadent Kirral, the Queen's Consort and the real power behind the throne, she ends up as part of his harem, abandoned by her family and nation.
Dahoud, meanwhile, has demons of his own to struggle with--literally. A former general in Quislak's army, he's possessed by a djinn, an evil spirit that drove him to such depraved extremes during a recent war that he's still hated and feared three years later. Dubbed the Black Besieger, his specialty was laying siege to cities until they surrendered, then breaking the people's spirit through brutal mistreatment, including the institutionalized rape of their women.
Aghast at his own atrocities, he spread the rumor that the Black Besieger had been killed, and has since been trying to rebuild his life from the ground up. He avoids women, intending to "starve" the djinn until it no longer controls him. As an ethnic Samil--second-class citizens of the Queendom--he was literally forced to start at the bottom and work his way up. As the story opens, Dahoud has recently managed to obtain a position as a junior clerk to the satrap of Idjlara.
But Kirral has not forgotten him, and when Koskara Province rebels, the Consort forces the Black Besieger back into the Queen's service. He tempts Dahoud by offering him the satrapy of Koskara if he'll crush the rebels. Of course, Kirral's offers are always Hobson's choices: either Dahoud crushes the Koskarans, or he becomes the chief torturer of females in Kirral's palace.
Ultimately, Merida ends up joining Dahoud in Koskara, and both become determined not to crush the province but to save it. After a series of escalating difficulties, their fates become so intertwined that she becomes his wife, the influential Lady of Koskara--purely a marriage of convenience. When Kirral invites the neighboring Darrians to take and destroy Koskara, they begin a desperate campaign to save the province from its many enemies...including itself.
I'll leave you to learn more on your own. Suffice it to say that I found the novel gripping enough to hold my interest through two broken Kindles and my own series of adventures this fall and winter. I look forward to the sequel, Flame Bearer. I've seen the cover, and it's gorgeous.
Buy yourself a copy. You won't regret it.