Even though Skye commands the storm, she remains vulnerable in her human - or animal - manifestations.
This was a fantastic sequel! All of my favorite things about Spiritborne are back in this second installment. Like the first book, it is filled with action and twists that keep the pages turning.
This is terrific. So much mythology and history and character all blended together into a lovely story.
This book, like its predecessor, is an emotional, gripping, complex journey that will leave readers hanging off a cliff waiting for the third installment to save them from the suspense.
Present and historical periods interweaved in a rich cast of characters.
If you like high fantasy, then you can feel free to give this book a try. It's a new and unique read.
“Recognize this blade, Mac Tíre?”
Adhair. So that’s where ye disappeared to, ye treacherous armament, you.
“Interesting, naming your sword after the flimsiest of elements. Air. Yet, you people pronounce the word ‘ire’. How quaint. And how unfortunate that your own blade will be the one to end you and those you hold dear.”
How is Patercius so strong without the aid of Mother Earth to guide his actions and envelop his soul? How is he still standing, when the great dragon Nwyfre lies wounded beneath him?
“I have waited centuries for this moment, and I finally have the three of you together again. Sixteen years I kept this wench imprisoned, hoping one of you would be gentlemanly enough to attempt to rescue the damsel in distress,” he crows. “But yet, you forgot about her meagre existence! You left her here to rot.”
Nessie spits on the bloodstained ground, raising her sword to Patercius’ eye level. I clear me throat and she meets me gaze fer a split second, but the maiden ignores me warning glance. I feel her beginning to draw energy from the rain above us and the river below.
“Ye’ve been constantly playin’ upon the Three, Patty,” she croons. “Fer sixteen years, I’ve been listenin’ to ye rant about the Spiritborne – a trinity prophesized to finally eliminate you from this earth to meet yer maker, whoever that may be,” she adds, wrinkling her nose. “How arrogant and naïve it is to assume that there are solely three who have achieved this understanding, this connection to the natural world. Solely three guardians tasked with keeping the balance between our worlds. No.”