What do you think?
Rate this book


352 pages, Paperback
First published November 1, 2007
Funny--I seem to have more trouble with the endings of stories than anything else. God knows how many I have had to re-write.Perhaps he should have spent more time rewriting them, though I'm getting ahead of myself. I did rate this four stars, after all, so it's not quite as terrible as me beginning with a complaint about it sounds.
Dead laborers made their palace-gardens to bloom with long-perished flowers; liches and skeletons toiled for them in the mines, or reared superb, fantastic towers to the dying sun. Chamberlains and princes of old time were their cupbearers, and stringed instruments were plucked for their delight by the slim hands of empresses with golden hair that had come forth untarnished from the night of the tomb. Those that were fairest, whom the plague and the worm had not ravaged overmuch, they took for their lemans and made to serve their necrophilic lust.No wonder no one likes necromancers. Especially the corpses they've raised up from their slumber and compelled into unholy servitude, who then rebel against their sorcerous bondage with damnable consequences.
Whether rightly or unjustly, his very physiognomy had always marked him out for public disfavor: he was inordinately dark, with hair and beard of a preternatural bluish-black, and slanting, ill-matched eyes that gave him a sinister and cunning air.So, the people of Vyones hated him for no reason because of how he looked, which is enough to make the gentlest soul angry. No wonder those gargoyles murder their way through the populace. Based on Reynard's actions at the end, he almost comes off as sympathetic, even though he seems like a repugnant troll earlier on. This one is a good savory addition to the sweetness of the stories based primarily on mood, though it also has mood in spades.