When I was a kid I used to go to the Colorado Renaissance Festival outside of Larkspur. Set in the beautiful pine forests of the Colorado Rocky Mountains, this festival features a cast of hundreds of authentically costumed merrymakers living and working throughout the “village.” With performances continually taking place upon the festival’s seven stages, the illusion of a rollicking Medieval festival day is created. One of my favorite parts of the festival was the sword fights – knights would battle bandits as the audience watched with amazement at the swordsmanship and athletic daring. At the festival they sell small wooden swords that you can take home and practice with – envisioning yourself fighting off the King’s enemies with skill and bravery. I guess because of these early experiences I’ve always had a fascination for this period in time, and especially about the swordsmanship that required to survive. The recent book by Jack Sorenson took me back to these early days and let me re-imagine
Sword of Eibhlin is the story of two master swordsmen, although in this case one is a woman. Edwin and Eibhlin grow up in the countryside of medieval England, learning all of the tricks and techniques involved in being an expert swordsman. One day, however, a marauding group of bandits come and pillage the village. Edwin and Eibhlin attempt to protect the people against these men, but are overwhelmed by their sheer number. Captured, they are carried across the landscape until they no longer recognize the countryside.
At the mercy of these evil men, they are forced to partake in their ways as they move from village to village looting and stealing. Soon, however, they are able to escape, but only at the cost of their lives – or so they both think.
I never like to give away the twists and turns of a book; that is half the fun of reading. What I will say is that although you most likely have read a number of medieval fiction books (and watched their Hollywood adaptations), the story found in Sword of Eibhlin is unique. Filled with the usual sword fights, bandits, lost romances, and tales of blacksmithing and armor, the underlying story is what carried me through this book. Is Edwin dead? Is Eibhlin? Will they ever free themselves from their past and the bandits who chase them? Will they ever see each other again? And will their love finally be fulfilled?
If you are looking for an adventure novel to read, then Sword of Eibhlin may just fit the bill. Well written, filled with emotion and drama, the book is a great way to spend several afternoons. To complete the experience, I’d suggest reading it under a tree or against a rock in a meadow… maybe you too will be carried off to an ancient time and place.
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Welcome to my mind. It contains
a spectrum of vivid color and
textured dreams. My emotions are
laid out, awaiting for you dear
reader, member of the public
gallery to scrutinize at your
leisure.
If I am lucky this Englishman
will be shot at dawn! If not, may
the claws of Satan's beast punch
through this opaque screen and
into my chest, pulling out my
heart that still warmly
beats..... I pray for it to beat
long enough, so that I can see it
being savagely devoured. With my
dying seconds of breath I
will summon the strength to scream
out my, glory death cry.....
....... 'YOU
MAY HAVE MY HEART, BUT YOU WILL
NEVER TAKE MY SCRIPTURES!"
Wildly his blue bottle
words, discharge from his now
rotting carcass.
Acquire or
bestow whatever you desire. It
matters not, for my soul is already
on fire.
If there is any justice in
this world, or the after life,
it will be for us all to reap what
we sow.
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