![]() ![]() Nonetheless, things came to a major head in book two of this series - like, for real, how is this only book two? I am fucking exhausted and there's so much more story to be told. Though, at times, I did kind of lose myself amongst some of the politics of this one. And maybe I'm rounding up a bit on this one but I don't feel bad because it's just so. In some ways I think I liked book one better but it cannot be denied that Donati weaves a masterful, twisty, complicated, brilliant, tale. " If you'll promise to give me reason, why then, sir, I'll promise to oblige you."ĭAWN ON A DISTANT SHORE was. " Promise me you'll still blush like that when you're seventy." ![]() but thankfully she is kind and forgiving and knows me enough to expect such things (cue up her good-natured ribbing in three, two, one.). I wasn't supposed to be swallowed up by the unpredictability of a series with the purity of the wilderness at its heart. I wasn't supposed to lose an entire day on a distant shore (or two). I wasn't supposed to finish this epic in one day. How little men knew of women how little this one knew of anything at all. He thought anger would cripple her, that grief would rob her of purpose. ![]()
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