I’m not a hardcore fantasy reader — I usually balk at unpronounceable names, epic quests and battles, made-up languages, and maps of imaginary lands — although I pick up a fantasy book with all of the elements mentioned above once in a very long while.
Last month, I received a copy of Stuart Hill’s The Cry of the Icemark (thank you Scholastic!), and it isn’t normally my type of book but it came so highly recommended that I bumped it up my TBR. At 400+ pages, it’s not a quick read, but it’s certainly one I enjoyed.
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