As she grew up among the rustle of pages and the scent of magic, she developed an affinity for grimoires, a deep understanding of their being. It was not an ordinary library full of ordinary books but one full of grimoires– books of sorcery with a mind and life of their own. The thought that I will never read about these characters again makes me want to cry.Įlisabeth was an orphan who grew up in a Great Library. Sorcery of Thorns was an utterly enchanting read and I feel miserable now that it’s over- especially because it’s a standalone.
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