Precious Bane, Mary Webb

And all the blue bird’s eye in the hedge banks went into a mist of tears as I ran, and looked no more like flowers, but like a blue tide of sorrow to down me.

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Overall, Precious Bane was not great, too melodramatic without angst, and the phonetic language I found difficult to follow.  I wish it had explored Prue’s sadness more, and without such a gloriously happy ending.

But I loved the magic of it.  The magic was great.

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