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.
The day my mother was killed, she told my father I wouldn’t speak again, and she told him if I died, he would die too. Then she predicted the king would trade his soul and lose his son to the sky.
My father has a claim to the throne, and he is waiting in the shadows for all of my mother’s words to come to pass. He wants desperately to be king, and I just want to be free.
But freedom will require escape, and I’m a prisoner of my mother’s curse and my father’s greed. I can’t speak or make a sound, and I can’t wield a sword or beguile a king. In a land purged of enchantment, love might be the only magic left, and who could ever love . . . a bird?
**ARC provided by the author in exchange for an honest review**
I am an avid reader of fantasy books and authors who have the ability to create such magical and unique stories fascinate me.
I also love with all my heart the words written by Amy Harmon.
At the very beginning, when it was just a small idea and I learned that Amy Harmon intended to write a new book, a fantasy one, I didn’t know what to look forward at the same time I knew exactly what to look forward.
I knew I could expect words that would enthrall me. Words, characters and a story loaded with feelings, meanings and lessons. I knew I could expect a book with fluid and cadenced narrative, almost a melody. I knew I could expect a book that would enchant me, almost bewitch me, in that way we cannot put it down, anxious to get to the end, but that we cannot put it down at the same time, afraid the end will come too soon and leave us eager for more . . . More words reverberating in the pages of a book, or in this case in the screen of a Kindle, words coming to life to take our emotions in their hands, making them more real and tangible with each new paragraph. I knew I could expect all this, but, as always, Amy intensified all of this and gave us something else, something even more alive, more thrilling, more charming, more magical than we could ever predict.
However, I did not know what to expect from the plot. I don’t read blurbs. I don’t read teasers. I avoid as much as I can any information that could give me even just a small glimpse of the plot in a book. Therefore, I did not know what to expect from The Bird and The Sword in terms of plot. Plus, I personally always get a little more delighted with authors who are able to write fantasy books. I cannot explain why, but the creativity that inhabits their minds and imagination always leave me in a state of awe. So in fantasy I tend to appreciate even more the blindness. And Amy exceeded any expectations I could possibly have had with this book.
As an avid reader of fantasy, I was looking for innovation and freshness. As I said, I read many books in this genre, and for some time now, I was having the misfortune of stumbling upon storylines a little too similar. However, Amy brought the innovation and freshness I was longing so much for. Her creativity and imagination left me enchanted and the plot amazed me. Her characters captivated my heart and made it beat with the spoken and the swallowed words. The romance in this book made my heart beat fast and feel the despair, the uncertain, the unexpected, and the magic in such a real way that it nearly suffocated me. The way Amy described her characters, the locations, the scenes . . . Everything came to life before my eyes and in my mind. In addition, she developed the plot in an exquisite way, proving once again that Amy is a brilliant storyteller.
The experience of reading this book was everything I could expect from magic . . . and more. So much more, because this is a book writing by Amy Harmon and we can always expect more. So much more.
So if you, like me, is an avid fantasy reader or if you love Amy’s words, let the words in this book touch your emotions . . . freely. However, if you’ve never read a fantasy book, or if you don’t like it, or if you don’t know Amy Harmon’s writing, allow the birds in this book to take you into new risings and with the magic of this book open new doors for escape and freedom in your reader’s heart. Because, in the end, all we want is to fly through the books we read, and Amy definitely made me fly with this.
By Fernanda Aragão