I wasn't sure I was going to bother reviewing the second and third book in this series. I just wasn't sure what I'd say. I liked the book? I hated the book? These books left me reeling, cringing, demoralised and strangely vitalised at the same time? How does one express that?
In reading others' reviews, I sense I'm not the only person struggling to find the appropriate balance. I see a lot of middling reviews, indicative of a lot of emotionally confused readers. I can completely relate. That's where this book shoves its reader, right into the middle on 'how should I feel about that?' The problem is that while it's occasionally obvious, a lot of time it isn't. Not because the things that happen aren't horrid and denounce-able in the extreme, but because so many really, really bad things happen that some bad things just don't seem to rise to level of atrocity anymore (even though in isolation that would definitely be). It's rare for a book to transport a reader there.
A major theme of this book (these books) is the abuse of the powerless by the powerful and it's amazing ability to remain socially invisible to otherwise good people. As an outsider it's hard to imagine how it's rationalised, but it is...everyday. Here, it's just made a little more obvious. We deal with a strict caste system, a violent patriarchy that allows women NO influence in their own lives, slavery, the marginalization of a native populace by a conquering people and the resulting institutionalised racism, economic entrapment, social stigmatisation, a dangerous and far reaching religious organisation, and a ruling class that can no longer understands their duty, blinded as they are by their perceived superiority. This leaves a lot of powerless people, many powerless on numerous fronts, and a myriad of ways for victims to be victimised...traumatised.
In the middle of all this is Zarq, a young powerless woman who trips along and by dint of simply surviving the MANY horrors of her own life and being the right person in the right place at the right time manages to almost accidentally start a revolution. (Ah, the transformative power of even one person willing to sacrifice their all for the greater good!) And she does survive and witness horrors. Thus, the reader deals with them too. Beyond just the basic hardships of poverty and austerity (she spent 10 years in a remote convent as a child) there's kidnappings, rapes, battles, betrayal, attempted assassinations, loss and pitifully few moments of relief. It's all hard on the readers psyche.
The book also treats sex as amazingly mutable. I actually really liked this about it, but we all know sex can tie people in knots faster that just about anything. We deal with consensual and non-consensual (a lot of the latter, though blessedly vague on details) sex of both the hetero- and homosexual (both M & F) variety (In fact, this is the clearest case of institutionalised rape I've ever seen in a book), incest, pedophilia, and even beastiality (though there's no interspecies penis/vagina contact). I can readily imagine a whole host of readers being put off by any one of those, let alone all of them in one text.
So in the end I'm left wondering what I thought of Shadowed by Wings. I certainly didn't enjoy reading it, but having finished it, I'm really glad to have read it. I recommend others do the same.