This week I finally finished The Goose Girl by Shannon Hale. It took more effort and dedication to read than I was willing to give for awhile, but once I got into it I grew to absolutely love this book. The language was superb, I found something marvelous every few pages and although it took awhile to get into, the plot did not disappoint. A wonderful ending on a path strewn with poetry. I’ll give you a few examples because sadly I fear I shall never write like this and I would ever so much love to.
“Talone stomped down the breakfast fire. Hard embers crushed beneath his heel, a sound like weak bones breaking. He looked around. ‘Time to ride.'”
“‘I…declare right now that you’re beautiful and you’re perfect and I’ll slay any man who tries to take you from my side. Goose girl, may I kiss you?’
She answered by standing and kissing him first and held his cheeks and closed her eyes and felt sure as bones and deep as blood that she had found her place.”
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