Natalie Cranberry’s Reviews > The Devil's Hoof - A Gothic Tale > Status Update

This is what he of the most interestingly bisexual scenes I’ve ever read.

K, but how does he know?

I feel like this book doesn’t end with a historical note but that it probably should.

More cunning than a fox is your Irish rain cloud—ever ready to sting that unsuspecting traveler with a lash of its fearsome tail.

How odd a creature is man, I thought, that despite his dread of unspeakable terrors, his fears are as nothing compared to the power of his insatiable curiosity.

Further on, an aperture in the forest's mass showed a glimpse of the opposite side of the vale, where scattered pools of sunlight illuminated the mauve and orange hues of the Wicklow Mountains. How majestic they looked in the gloaming, their great peaks obscured in a covering of delicate clouds.

Something I don’t like about first works of new authors—this small child has been called and infant and a toddler in the span of a few paragraphs without the child changing ages narratively. A Thesaurus must be used appropriately.