by Betsy Byars ‧ RELEASE DATE: Oct. 1, 1973
Except for the colt's wings this is a typical realistic story — with none of the hushed wonder that usually accompanies such a fantasy element — in which the relationship between a boy and a man is intertwined with a boy's love for an animal. Another slight twist is Byars' telling of the first person story from the viewpoint not of wide-eyed bookworm Charles, who can't ride a horse but can cite all sorts of classical precedents for Alado's wings, but of Charles' Uncle Coot, a former stunt man with a bum hip and psychic scars, whom Charles still views as the superhero he first saw jumping a cliff in a Western movie. Precisely because he believes that Coot can do anything, Charles — who comes to live on his uncle's ranch after his mother breaks her shoulder in a rodeo — blames him for not protecting Alado in a storm during which the colt disappears. Then, when Alado returns but flies in fear to the top of a mesa, Uncle Coot makes his laborious way up the side to rescue him — thus proving to Charles both his Own vulnerability and his commitment to the colt. Byars reworks the boy-man-horse formula with considerable skill but with none of the richly imagined vitality of her House of Wings (1972).
Pub Date: Oct. 1, 1973
ISBN: 0140310673
Page Count: 128
Publisher: Viking
Review Posted Online: April 18, 2012
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 1, 1973
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Page Count: 48
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Review Posted Online: April 4, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: April 1, 2011
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An absorbing fantasy centered on a resilient female protagonist facing growth, change, and self-empowerment.
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In Florence’s middle-grade fantasy novel, a young girl’s heart is tested in the face of an evil, spreading Darkness.
Eleven-year-old Lydia, “freckle-cheeked and round-eyed, with hair the color of pine bark and fair skin,” is struggling with the knowledge that she has reached the age to apprentice as an herbalist. Lydia is reluctant to leave her beloved, magical Mulberry Glen and her cozy Housetree in the woods—she’ll miss Garder, the Glen’s respected philosopher; her fairy guardian Pit; her human friend Livy; and even the mischievous part-elf, part-imp, part-human twins Zale and Zamilla. But the twins go missing after hearing of a soul-sapping Darkness that has swallowed a forest and is creeping into minds and engulfing entire towns. They have secretly left to find a rare fruit that, it is said, will stop the Darkness if thrown into the heart of the mountain that rises out of the lethal forest. Lydia follows, determined to find the twins before they, too, fall victim to the Darkness. During her journey, accompanied by new friends, she gradually realizes that she herself has a dangerous role to play in the quest to stop the Darkness. In this well-crafted fantasy, Florence skillfully equates the physical manifestation of Darkness with the feelings of insecurity and powerlessness that Lydia first struggles with when thinking of leaving the Glen. Such negative thoughts grow more intrusive the closer she and her friends come to the Darkness—and to Lydia’s ultimate, powerfully rendered test of character, which leads to a satisfyingly realistic, not quite happily-ever-after ending. Highlights include a delightfully haunting, reality-shifting library and a deft sprinkling of Latin throughout the text; Pit’s pet name for Lydia is mea flosculus (“my little flower”). Fine-lined ink drawings introducing each chapter add a pleasing visual element to this well-grounded fairy tale.
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