Reads like the extended outline of a quite decent fantasy epic, rather than the finished product. The religious aspect clunks, and the characters often realize things that the author wants the reader to realize, rather than realizations emerging from the story itself. If Tolkien and Lewis are fine fantasy dining, this book is a step above fast food. Maybe Cracker Barrel or Bob Evans. Don’t avoid this book, but don’t get dressed up in order to eat it, either.
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