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Title: The Hyena and the Hawk
Series: Echoes of the Fall #3
Author: Adrian Tchaikovsky
Rating: 2 of 5 Stars
Genre: Fantasy
Pages: 465
Format: Digital Edition
Series: Echoes of the Fall #3
Author: Adrian Tchaikovsky
Rating: 2 of 5 Stars
Genre: Fantasy
Pages: 465
Format: Digital Edition
Synopsis:
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The End of the
World has arrived. The Kinden are soulless and whereever they go,
they bring that soullessness with them and force The People into
their animal shapes and into their animal minds forever.
The People, under
the leadership of one of the Bears and with the help of the River
Kingdom, prepares a mighty army to resist the Kinden. However,
whenever they come into battle, too many of The People are lost by
the affects of the Kinden.
Maniye gets
captured and realizes that the Kinden can't transform and know
nothing about “the soul”. They watch her as she transforms from
wolf to tiger to Champion to human. Beatle researchers are intrigued
and one of them tries to transform and dies. Maniye escapes.
There is a big
climactic battle and Maniye and some others chase after their gods
(who have run away) in the godsland. In the process they allow the
gods of the Kinden into their land. Suddenly the Kinden are
transforming left and right with no control. They retreat.
Everyone celebrates
and prepares for the day when the Kinden return.
My
Thoughts:
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What a disappointment. This is the first book of Tchaikovsky's that I
was disappointed in because I didn't care one way or another about
the characters, the story or anything. If this had been almost any
other author I probably would have DNF'd the book.
The whole soul thingy was cool in the first book but then when it
kept on going with the Kinden it just started rubbing me the wrong
way.
Then the whole “gods” thing pissed me off too. I am sick to death
of “gods” being nothing more than some manifestation of the
believers will. That isn't a god. And if the gods were running away
from the kinden, good riddance I say. So when the kinden gods
suddenly came into being, I rolled my eyes, mentally spit on
Tchaikovsky and raced to the very end just to get it over with.
This has really shaken my interest in anything by Tchaikovsky that
isn't directly related to his Shadows of the Apt series. Thankfully
I've got 4 or 5 books of short stories about them to wash the taste
of this dreck out of my mouth.
Highly NOT recommended.
★★☆☆☆
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