I can't believe I finally finished trudging through this book. Part of the reason this book took me so long is because after almost every page I had to look up at the ceiling and groan. I wanted more than anything to close this book for good but I have never stopped reading a book midway and my stubborn nature didn't let me do it this time, so I stuck it out through this boring, pointless story until the boring, pointless ending.
I love fantasy more than anything, and I am typically generous with stars. I try to find the good in books to support writers and fantasy and give at least a pity star, but this is just bad, I can't think of a single redeeming quality of this book.
So basically, you just follow around 4 characters as they each have their own little adventure. At no point do the adventures have anything to do with one another until the end, and even then it's only 3 of them and it happens with absolutely no explanation. Every event in this book happens for no reason, and most of them are resolved by some hand wave ex-machina. For example, Cashel is walking along and suddenly gets attacked by an army of crabs with literally no warning. Then a random dog monster comes out of nowhere, helps him kill the crabs, then disappears. Neither crabs nor dog are ever explained or mentioned again, it's just something that happens for the sake of making things happen. And that's pretty much the whole book in a nut shell, random things happening for no reason and never mentioned again.
Ilna maybe was the only character I liked. or at least wanted to like, but her entire arc at no point influences anyone or anything else. At the pinnacle of her story she makes a choice that completely breaks character with absolutely no insight or exposition whatsoever. I'm not really surprised by this though, considering the only character insight in this whole book is the constant (and I mean constant) reminders that Cashel was a sheep herder. Cashel can almost do nothing without the author reminding us in a whole paragraph about how it reminds him of his sheep herding days. I get it! He used to herd sheep!
I have the next book sitting on my table but I seriously don't know if I'm gonna read it. If I have nothing else to read, and that includes the backs of my shampoo bottles in the bathroom, I might pick it up just to punish myself.