Although, don’t hold your breath for Shale Jasper (he’ll do it for you). Especially Terelle’s POVs became very tedious in this regard. Simultaneously, there is something awakening between those two, and yet, lo and behold! both feel trapped and so we have rather long angsty passages of coming to terms with the fact that life means also responsibility. At the same time, Terelle goes through a vocation crisis while Shale, or rather Jasper, rises in power but is still irrevocably crippled with his water-sensitivity flawed and incomplete. They become central to the new (dis)order as the bad guys are finally making their move. As the old order crumbles, in this instalment we can learn more about the bad guys, the Reduners: keepers of flesh-devouring ziggers and meddlers of the pedestal. Stormord Rising takes us back to the savage land where an all-devouring heat kills all life. The fact that I was not so pressed to finish the series, but left to on my shelf for months also speaks volumes. Only, that it is rather unremarkable and thus not entirely memorable. I am sad to say that I do not really remember much about Stormlord Rising, which does not necessarily mean that it is a bad book (I tend to remember those!). While it is true that the cloud of emotions settles, allowing the more important things to come to the fore, it takes away also the small delicious tidbits that make the reading a unique experience. I really hate writing reviews months after finishing the book.

“Somewhere there has to be a smooth middle road.

The Last Stormlord by Glenda Larke