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A review by expendablemudge
Lavondyss by Robert Holdstock
2.0
Rating: 2.5* of five (p79)
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As good as Mythago Wood was, that is how good this book wasn't.
I turned for home again after that. Here, we are defining “home” as a gin bottle, a vermouth atomizer, and an icy cold shaker.
For anyone still even slightly awake, Harry's sister Tallis goes into the wood to rescue him. (See last book.) Total snore. Don't care, don't want to read one more word about Ryhope Wood, and that is a crime. It's one of the most fascinating ideas I've read in a long time.
And it just got goobered on. Damn! Blast! Hate that hate it hate it hate it!
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As good as Mythago Wood was, that is how good this book wasn't.
”I can't replace it,” Tallis called. “If it hasn't grown back then it wasn't meant to grow back. What can I do? I can't stick it back on. It's mine, now. The tine belongs to me, You can't be angry. Please don't be angry.”
Broken Boy roared. The sound carried across the land. It drowned the somber tone of the Shadoxhurst bell. It marked the end of the encounter.
The stag walked out of sight across the hill.
Tallis did not follow. Rather, she stood for a while, and only when darkness made the woods fade to black did she turn for home again.”
I turned for home again after that. Here, we are defining “home” as a gin bottle, a vermouth atomizer, and an icy cold shaker.
For anyone still even slightly awake, Harry's sister Tallis goes into the wood to rescue him. (See last book.) Total snore. Don't care, don't want to read one more word about Ryhope Wood, and that is a crime. It's one of the most fascinating ideas I've read in a long time.
And it just got goobered on. Damn! Blast! Hate that hate it hate it hate it!