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342 pages, Paperback
First published March 1, 2005
She drowned in emotions not her own, lost to the story of the blade, the man. Rolling deep, deeper, into a forest of sharp teeth and steel, cutting her mind on desperation, an echo plunging through the flashing images and sensations of endless battle, violence. Every death had meant something to the man who held this weapon. Every drop of blood was a dark testimony to some terrible heartbreak.and at other times humorous.
She showed him his passport, but scowled when she saw the last name Roland has chosen.The shifting tones melded together to form an adaptable style that worked well with both the lighter and darker aspects of the book.
"Why am I called Hari Dasypygal?"
Dela growled. "That's the last name Roland gave you. It's an obscure Greek word that means...having hairy buttocks."
"Let me fall into the earth at your side, and I will be content. An eternity, dreaming of you."The review is also posted on Fiction Vixen.
"...I'll be in a public place. Lots of people, witnesses. Besides, you can't go out dressed in a towel. Women will have spontaneous pregnancies. Hairy men will go bald. Dogs will start wearing clothes and smoking cigarettes. Chaos everywhere."