Rhiannon
5/5⭐
This is an oh so quiet book. Blaine says so himself in his afterward, and that was the word I was reaching for while reading it. Quiet. Muted. From the hushed susurrus of falling ashes in the dark Cascadian forest to the mysteriously silent boy who lives in the large Manor in that muffled wood.
“Atop the creaking house was the soft touch of a steady shower. The rain hit the outside of the manor tenderly, as though nature itself were afraid to subject the frail old home to too much force.”
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“The Pacific Northwest had this quality of being made more beautiful by the rain.”
“It was late afternoon, and the hidden sun slunk closer to the skyward reach of the dark green teeth of the landscape.”
My thanks to the author for the advance review copy. I am leaving this review voluntarily.
5/5⭐
This is an oh so quiet book. Blaine says so himself in his afterward, and that was the word I was reaching for while reading it. Quiet. Muted. From the hushed susurrus of falling ashes in the dark Cascadian forest to the mysteriously silent boy who lives in the large Manor in that muffled wood.
“Atop the creaking house was the soft touch of a steady shower. The rain hit the outside of the manor tenderly, as though nature itself were afraid to subject the frail old home to too much force.”
E
S
T
“The Pacific Northwest had this quality of being made more beautiful by the rain.”
“It was late afternoon, and the hidden sun slunk closer to the skyward reach of the dark green teeth of the landscape.”
My thanks to the author for the advance review copy. I am leaving this review voluntarily.