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210 pages, Hardcover
First published January 3, 2017
“We call darkness our friend, but when the elders tell us stories of the Garden, they talk of the holy, unending light that was there. How did shadows become our only dwelling?”
“Wars don’t end, he thought suddenly. They become stories, told to children. They become causes that are taken up by those who were not even born when the war started. But they don’t end. We are a fierce race, we men. We will give up even our short, precious lives for revenge—no, for justice. No wonder the immortals fear us.”
“Do not neglect what beauty may have been created—if there were no flaws in order, life would be immeasurably poorer.”
“A lesson is here for all: Do not trust in what seem to be the truths of the moment. Put your faith instead in the things that are eternal. Love our queen and love our mountain, love and remember the Garden That Was Lost, and the song of our race will find its proper melody.”
And yet, it still feels like a brighter, warmer story than A Song of Ice and Fire – admittedly, it's been years since I read the books, and I've only seen two seasons of Game of Thrones so far, but it all feels so hopeless, with everyone either dying or turning out to be awful, or both.
That's never the case with Tad's books. People die, and die in awful ways, but there are also true friendships like the one between Porto and Endri, there are people like Yaarike mentoring their successors, willing to make drastic changes to ensure the survival of their people, like Suno'ku, there are people willing to negotiate, like Isgrimnur.
And even if all of these can't bring about a happy ending, the knowledge that all these people exist, and that there are true friendship and love and honour, that is the warm heart of the book, that is what makes me feel hopeful for Osten Ard. (And more hopeful even for our own world.)