|Many people are gathered to watch the young dragons hatch on
the banks of the Rain Wild River to enormous fanfare and great expectation. Unfortunately,
as the dragons begin to emerge from their cocoons it becomes obvious that they are
deformed, that they are so deformed they will never fly. Nobody is happy, least of all the
dragons who dream of past lives and forgotten glory. Left to live in filth and squalor as
the humans struggle to feed and care for them the dragons become dangerous and
unpredictable. They cannot stay near the Rain Wilds' settlement forever, and yet where
could they possibly go without wings to take them? Who would look after them?
be book one of The Rain Wild Chronicles, but Robin Hobb fans
will recognise the world. I found it a little cuter and lighter than her previous books,
but t is probably a good place to start with a series. Particularly endearing are the
communiqués between the two pigeon keepers on either end of the river, a device which
threatens to become more important in later books.
The only proviso is that I felt Robin Hobb lost her way slightly before the end. It was
is a shame, because an editor should have picked the repetition, and up until then it was
a very engaging story, one that promises to turn into yet another of her well written,
well structured, well crafted series.