The Legend of Allyn-a-Dale,
The Outlaws of Avalon, Book 3
Ever On Word
About the book:
Long ago: Hailed as heroes, killed as criminals, an extraordinary band of outlaws met their end in Sherwood Forest – all except the four who were supernaturally saved, and the one who did not exist. …Not yet.
Now: With Avalon Faire’s living legends finally free to move between the realms of magic and modernity, there’s no dream too fantastic to reach – including that kept alive by a secret society, awaiting only the right time, and the right minstrel, to rewrite history.
Just when the future seems brightest, the Merry Men find themselves thrust into the past, facing a second chance at the lives they might have lived … or the death they might not have the luck to cheat twice. For the otherworldly Allyn-a-Dale, it’s all in a day’s destiny. For an already struggling Will Scarlet, it’s a nightmare that may prove black enough to break him. And for the whole of the band, it’s anyone’s guess whether courage, cunning, and camaraderie can win out against their most infamous enemies: The Sheriff of Nottingham, Sir Guy of Gisborne, and – for once in eternity – Time.
I confess I’ve had this book since it came out. I happened to be moving at the time, so I saved it. I’m also one of those readers who hates for a really good thing to come to an end, so I avoid beginnings. Tragic.
Shipley’s absolutely delightful balladeer’s skills make me want to sit at her feet around the fire pit at the Ren Faire while she strums her stringed whatever and shares her stories. This one, an addition to the accidental heroic cast of Sherwood Forest fame charmed into modern-day fey life, is everything readers of Arthurian fantasy love. Especially if you’re a huge music fan. I’m enthralled by music, but half the giddiness for me is that I know nothing about it, so Shipley’s adorable chapter, or set piece openings to establish the pace of the segment, add to the magic and way-coolness.
Our noble cast by this time have accepted their fates, more or less, and adapted to contemporary life, some better than others. As a late-comer. Allyn a-Dale has a few more ponderences than the others, namely, was the whole time travel thing his fault? And if so, how can he fix it? The story seems like it might come to an abrupt shrug when Merlin assures him he’ll die trying. But of course, that little tidbit of act is only a challenge to a group of modern day misfits who think it’s their business to “correct” the past. Just an aside, if you’ve ever wondered how time travel can reasonably happen, read this. It somehow makes perfect sense. Especially coming from Merlin.
Shipley’s turn of phrase takes a little getting used to, but I promise you’ll be ruined for reading and have to stop a lot and just flop back and think, “wow, love that,” too often the first time through. But that’s okay. Read it again for a grip on the story.
About the author: Danielle E. Shipley is the author of the Wilderhark Tales novellas, the novel Inspired, and several other expressions of wishful thinking. She has spent most of her life in the Chicago area and increasing amounts of time in Germany. She hopes to ultimately retire to a private immortal forest. But first, there are stories to make.