An axe age, a sword age, a wind age, a wolf age. Shields shall be cloven...
The Devourer of Gods weaves the tapestry of an alternate Viking North America soaked in blood and magic. Pagans and Christians clash with ship and shield-wall, unaware of the supernatural menace that hungers for them. When his son departs on a doomed raid against the natives, the Norse chieftain JOrund must confront the seeress Gudhrun GrImswidow and the sorcerous allies he once betrayed. In the city of St. Brendan, the Marklander woman Maria-Abit finds conspiracy and mystery in the court of her king. Can they uncover and defeat the Devourer of Gods?
In an 8th century America where both the Irish and the Vikings have established permanent settlements, sorcerers conspire against the gods and the gods conspire right back. This novel gets a lot of its mileage out of its setting, where Christian, Norse, and Native American peoples and mythologies exist in uneasy proximity to each other. The plot is complex and intricate, slowly revealing wheels within wheels within wheels. Much of the dialogue is written in a high-fantasy style, but I think it’s being used here for specific effect, evoking the Norse sagas that the book owes much to. I’ll be interested to see what the author does next.