Elidaire: The Tome of Knowledge
I heard her scream one night while she was sleeping.
Heard but didn’t see.
When I turned, there was nothing. No one.
But I know what I heard.
One reader commented: I love the bursts of poetic narrative that jump out at you randomly, and you have to read the passage again simply because it's too beautiful to breeze over once and keep going. The characters are smart and witty, possessing strength and depth. It's hard to pick a favorite character because by the end of the book, you've grown fond of each for different reasons.