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4.0 out of 5 stars
Fantastic Fiction, Nov 27 2003
Alice Borchardt continues to prove her skill in this book, weaving the threads of much-told legend into an epic tale entirely her own.
Loosely based on the mythos of King Arthur, hardly recognizable in the first, this starts to bring the story into focus. Gwenevere leads raids upon Saxon pirate strongholds, proving herself a worthry queen, before escaping into another world, with a fantastic city-state kept alive and partly made out of an immense tree. Black Leg, wolf/man shapeshifter, travels with an immortal lover, the Lady of the Rivers, to his own new worlds, taming evil ravens and teaching them humanity, before coming back to his own world to become a warrior, the new Lancelot. Uther narrowly escapes death in his quest to reunite Britain under his kingship, wresting control in the process from the southern lords. Arthur heals his subjects in the land of the dark King Bade, braving magical attempts on his life in his slow quest to the tower.
And in the end, the three fated ones come together - Arthur, Lancelot, Gwenevere - imbued with awesome strength, magic, and intelligence, to lead their people to salvation.
The first thing I noticed about the book was that I was immediately drawn in, almost forced to continue reading page by page no matter what pressing needs were on me. Borchardt uses highly descriptive language, painting a sensory landscape even amidst the harshest of battles. There's always a confident mixture of description, thought, movement, words, and emotion, to keep the story moving, rarely faltering. Perhaps, at points, it moves too fast, important events left without detail, inviting confusion.
The language her characters use may be more formal than commonly seen now, but speeches are rare, and works well in the setting. The only noticable problem is that different areas and worlds never seem to have different dialects or mannerisms; instead all seem to share a common tongue. And none the major characters seem to have a consistent style of speech, but shift back and forth. The only truly distinct voices were the Lady, because hers was so modern and sardonic, and Ure, so reticent.
Although Arthur is almost painfully underdeveloped (from destined warrior-king to destined warrior-king), featured in only a few scenes, other characters are given time to grow and mature, and there are few enough threads that the plot mostly stays cohesive and nuanced. Until magic takes over and all becomes psychadelic, scenes shifting in unpredictable ways, flowing from thought to reality, leaving you wondering if a line was accidentally deleted somewhere. Each of them explore fantastic worlds, learning to harness powerful magic and weapons, gathering allies, and learning the deepest secrets of the world. Gwenevere defeats more and more powerful foes. Black Leg gathers all the knowledge of the ancients. His other explorations into the past, especially with the dead, are quite interesting.
This being Gwenevere's story, her segments are always from her point of view, the others third, an interesting way to point out the true focus. The other important characters - Arthur and Lancelot - are focused on getting back to her, more than anything. Her quest is definitely the most exciting, the most difficult, and the most winding.
Perhaps my biggest tiff with the book is the sex. I'm no prude, and I understand that an earthy author like Borchardt is willing to portray quite lustful people. But the book is drenched in sex, from beginning almost to end. It finally starts to leave once the violence takes its place. Black Leg and the Lady spend most of their time rolling, sex becomes the most important transfer of magical power, the most important way to defeat someone, and even a source of endless violent pasttime for some. The emphasis on Gwenevere's virginity, both her need to keep it for Arthur and others' need to despoil her, can be a bit much at points. Along with the long and silly references to fiery groins, burning need, and the future of the world springing from the queen's loins. Ranging from only obliquely stated to graphically described, the sex is simply overwelming at times, and I'd have liked it toned down.
But it is still a book well worth reading, as long as one isn't squeamish. There is magic, horror, and salvation, and a grand quest leading all toward certain doom or lasting triumph. Trials, uncertainties, desire, and adrenaline. Pick it up if you can.
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