Seven o’clock, on a Monday morning, five hundred years after the end of the world, and goblins had been at the cellar again…
Maddy Smith was born with a rusty-coloured runemark on her hand – a symbol of the old gods and definitely cause for suspicion. For magic is dangerous. Or so everyone thinks. But Maddy enjoys working magic. Even if it is just to control some pesky goblins. And every time her friend, One-Eye – a good-for-nowt Outlander – comes by, he teaches her more and more about the gods and the runes. Now he wants Maddy to open Red Horse Hill and descend into World Below to retrieve a relic of the old gods. Otherwise it is likely to be the End of Everything.
This is a story of Loki and Odin, old gods and magic, folk and the nameless.
Maddy, 14 years old and always considered by her small community as being *different*, becomes friends with One-Eye. He teaches her small pieces of magic, but one day she gets pulled into a much wider world, where the old gods prove to be real and she finds out why she feels the way she does.
Forget that this is a Joanne Harris book – if you’re expecting another Chocolat, you will be sorely disappointed. Read it for what it is though – a fantasy book by a decent author – and it can help.
I enjoyed reading it. There is the odd bit of humour, the gods are very human like on occasion – pettiness and base human emotions included. In two minds about the Folk, and think they were a little two dimensional, but then again, they were mainly secondary characters.