![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() In this instalment of Festivus Pimpage, we’re dipping our feet back into the fantasy waters with Jen Williams’ most epic The Winnowing Flame Trilogy. I will miss hanging out with Tor and Noon and Vintage and Aldasair and Berne, and what I wouldn’t give to see Kirune, Vostock, Helcate, Jessen and Sharrik soaring through a Sydney sky (Jure’lia notwithstanding, of course). Read this trilogy, like go right now and buy them, order them from your library… whatever you need to do to get it in your eyes. I could go on and on about the world-building and the divine prose, the connections between the characters and their war beasts, but I could never do it justice. The relationships between them all, and how they just make each other better without wanting to make the others better. Oh, how I will miss Vintage’s wit and optimism, Berne and Aldasair’s deep love, Noon’s bad-assery, and Tor being, well, Tor. It’s damn clear I loved not only The Poison Song but the entire The Winnowing Flametrilogy (which now sits top shelf in my bookcase with other books that tore out my heart and handed it to me). Why? Why is it over? Whhhhyyyyy… WHHHYYY? No, nope, na-ah. ![]() So, in keeping with my short-arse reviews this year, I give you whiny bitch: The upside of this is that it stopped me from leaving a world and characters I could spend forever reading. It’s been a while since my last review, but I entered a bit of a reading slump about halfway through Jen Williams’ The Poison Song because… well…. ![]()
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