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The term epic fantasy conjures an expectation of vast continents, kingdoms and armies, the rise and fall of nations. But there is also an epic scale to be found in a single life. In the seasons of a marriage. In seeing one’s children grow into adulthood. In passing hopes and dreams, as well as burdens and sorrows from one generation down to another.
A beautiful thing about stories is that they exist forever suspended in time. Opening a book transports you instantly to the time and place on the page. It’s easy to turn back the clock on the years, to flip to page one and begin the journey all over again. It turns out I wasn’t quite done with the Kaul family after all. But perhaps, they are done with me. After everything tragic and triumphant they’ve been through, they deserve their rest.
A uniquely petty quality exists in any rivalry grown out of a degraded past friendship,
“If I saw someone tugging their earlobe at you, I’d break their fucking fingers.”
Someday, Shae promised herself sourly, people would call her by her own name instead of recognizing her in relation to the men of her family. One day, they would address her properly as Kaul-jen, as they did her brothers. That day was not today.
