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Rolind of Meru
In the distant land above the sea-crashed shores, Prince Rolind could find no peace. For his Li foreshadowed the murder of his brother at Rolind's own hand. Thus was it written in the revered Book of Orange and thus would it be.
For centuries the people of Meru had followed but one King and had allowed but one heir to live. Thus was it written in the revered Book of Orange and thus would it be.
And now Prince Rolind stands at the doorway of manhood. And now must he choose—to take the life of his beloved twin brother or defy the ancient precepts of the Book of Orange. In the balance lay his very life and the existence of Meru.
For centuries the people of Meru had followed but one King and had allowed but one heir to live. Thus was it written in the revered Book of Orange and thus would it be.
And now Prince Rolind stands at the doorway of manhood. And now must he choose—to take the life of his beloved twin brother or defy the ancient precepts of the Book of Orange. In the balance lay his very life and the existence of Meru.
- GenresFantasy
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First published July 1, 1977
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December 14, 2015
What the hell with this book? I picked this up at the paperback exchange in hopes of delightful escapist fantasy with touches of the exotic, heroism, sword & sorcery, etc. What I got is a manic-depressive trip that is alternately baffling and enraging.
Rolind of Meru is a 15 year old prince in some once-upon-a-time seaside kingdom who is depressed because he is officially destined to kill his twin brother in a duel and become king. He cries quite a bit (on nearly every page, in fact), then become distracted by something for a paragraph or so, then cries again or screams.
I'd rant more about irritating points, but I don't want to spoil what passes for a plot.
There's no action here, no heroism, no entertainment, no whimsy, and actually no hope. This book is an angsty doom and gloom teenage rant. I'm guessing Peter Lyle was a young relative of somebody at Avon books, who threw him a bone by getting him published this one time. There's no information about him on Wikipedia or anyplace else, so I can only assume his other poetry-infused weepy hand-written manuscripts remained unpublished. No big loss.
Seriously, don't read this. When Rolind of Meru isn't boring or frustrating, it's just depressing. Lucky for me I'd also started reading a heroic fantasy yarn by Kenneth Bulmer while reading this, or else I might have killed myself... or something.
Major bummer.
Rolind of Meru is a 15 year old prince in some once-upon-a-time seaside kingdom who is depressed because he is officially destined to kill his twin brother in a duel and become king. He cries quite a bit (on nearly every page, in fact), then become distracted by something for a paragraph or so, then cries again or screams.
I'd rant more about irritating points, but I don't want to spoil what passes for a plot.
There's no action here, no heroism, no entertainment, no whimsy, and actually no hope. This book is an angsty doom and gloom teenage rant. I'm guessing Peter Lyle was a young relative of somebody at Avon books, who threw him a bone by getting him published this one time. There's no information about him on Wikipedia or anyplace else, so I can only assume his other poetry-infused weepy hand-written manuscripts remained unpublished. No big loss.
Seriously, don't read this. When Rolind of Meru isn't boring or frustrating, it's just depressing. Lucky for me I'd also started reading a heroic fantasy yarn by Kenneth Bulmer while reading this, or else I might have killed myself... or something.
Major bummer.
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