Welcome to What-To-Read Wednesday! This week Angela recommends:
The Bird and the Sword by Amy Harmon
Two things I would like you to know before I get into my review…
- Amy Harmon is a new to me author, therefore I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I one-clicked The Bird and the Sword. I don’t even remember where I spied the recommendation for this book. It might have been on one of those ‘if you like then you should’ read lists at Amazon, it could have been on Goodreads, or hell, even Twitter, I don’t even remember. I do know that I was captivated almost from the first word.
- I know nothing I write here will even come close to capturing the beauty of this book, of these characters, of the world-building, or of this author’s voice. I’m simply not that skilled of a reviewer. I’m sitting here, still on my book high, my head full of images of beating wings, and magical beasts, a hero filled with honor, a heroine whose voice is silenced, yet not, and their enduring, softly passionate love and devotion. I’ve tried pulling my thoughts together to write something coherent, but all I want to do is open my Kindle again and start over from the beginning. So instead I will post a few of my favorite quotes that will hopefully give you guys an idea of what drew me in and wouldn’t let go.
How it begins.
“Swallow Daughter, pull them in, those words that sit upon your lips. Lock them deep inside your soul, hide them ’til they’ve time to grow. Close your mouth upon the power, curse not, cure not, ’til the hour. You won’t speak and you won’t tell, you won’t call on heav’n or hell. You will learn and you will thrive. Silence, daughter. Stay alive.”
Meet Lark, our heroine. Silenced, overlooked, her gifts hidden away because of fear.
I can’t make words. I can’t make a sound. I have thoughts and feelings. I have pictures and color. They are bottled up inside of me because I can’t make words.
But I can hear them.
She is taken away by a king, forced to help him in the battle against the kingdom’s enemies. Her gifts are slowly revealed to him, and his to her.
“You glow, Lark.” His hand climbed back up again and swept over my unbound hair. I swallowed, suddenly close to tears.
Then why does no one see me?
“I see you,” he said.
And he did. I was at his mercy, naked and vulnerable. His eyes lingered over each trembling inch, taking me in. Seeing me.
Their relationship flourishes into something deep, passionate, and all-consuming. And while this is definitely a closed-door romance, it is still a sensual, sexy read. I could almost feel their connection pulse from the page.
“Every second I am a bird, I long to be a man. For you. For me. For the child I was so desperate to create. Not for Jeru. For us. You said I chose you because you are of use to me. And I did. But know this, Lark.” Tiras’s voice broke on my name, but he didn’t pause. “I have loved you every moment of every day, and I will love you until I cease to be. Bird, man, or king, I love you, and I will always love you.”
I believe there is also a powerful message written into these pages about the words we speak. What we say, how we say it, those we take for ourselves and those we wield against others. Words can hurt and cause pain or words can heal and give strength, but every day, in all things, words matter.
Be prepared for a masterfully created world of magical creatures. Be prepared for greed, lust, honor, duty, war, violence, secrets, and above all love. I wouldn’t recommend starting this book before bed, as you will be up well into the next morning, unable to put it down.