When I reviewed the first book in this series of newly-timeless legends here, I said: “…this little book is more than the sum of its parts. The glowing artwork, with its puzzles and hints at so much more, is a much a part of the voice and the magic as the spare words. You can’t read this book as much as experience it. But if you do, you’ll know how art and fire and dance can combine to make magic. And just maybe a sky-full of stars too.”
I’ve just ordered my copy, and can’t wait for the magic to arrive!
Where is Mister Fox? The night howls in triumph… pale eyes watch from the shadows… It is the night of the Hunter’s Moon and the dancing ground should be alive with flame as the Foxes dance in the dark. But the dancing ground is deserted. They are gone. No earthly light pierces the gloom, only the sickly glow of a veiled moon.
Don and Wen stare in disbelief. Whispers in the shadows, a faceless voice, a tale of ambush and betrayal… of Foxes driven from their home and scattered, condemned to wander far from their ancestral lands. Charles James Fox wounded… none has seen him since that fateful night. Will the Hunter’s Moon pass in darkness? Have the Demon Dogs succeeded in their mission to bring eternal winter to the land? Or will their celebrations be short-lived?
For none may mar the Dancing Ground
Nor add their darkness to the…
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Sue Vincent said:
Thanks for reblogging, Barb…and for your comments. That’s quite made my day 🙂
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Another Barb Tau. Book! I’m going to have to get this. Yesterday I was rereading your book on when life begins while eating at a local restaurant that I go to a lot. Apparently , laughing out loud wasn’t co.mmon there. I had a line of waitresses who had to know what I was laughing at. I’d read it, they’d start laughing, and then would come back for. more when I’d start laughing again. I had one woman sit at the table next to me. So she could hear the details. The waitress wants me to bring the book back the next time I eat there. Hmmm…I’ve never had to “read for my supper” before. I may have to stop bringing your books along. 😉
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Awww…its not one of yours. I need another one of your books. If for no other reason than to keep the waitresses and that lady happy.