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The Naming, Alison Croggon


 The Naming
By Alison Croggon

Mearad is a slave at Gilmans Cot, and believes she will die there as a slave.  Until one day a mysterious man, that no seems to see but herself shows up, and makes her realize her past, and her dark future.  He takes her away, and informs her of her heritage and that she has the Gift.  Now Mearad must face who she really is, and what she has to do to keep balance in the world, and protect all who follow the Light.

I thought this book was very well written, and I loved the plot line.  It was easy for me to slip into this girls life, and it kept me up all night reading, because I didn't want to put the book down.  It is a good piece of fantasy, with a little bit of drama, but not too much to scare you away.  I think the reading level would be for anyone around 13 or older, depending on your reading skill.  I found this book an enjoyable read, and stay tuned for my review of the sequel, The Riddle.  

~ Willow Naveen♥

Overall Rating : ♥♥♥♥♥

Comments

  1. I like the sound of this one. Is it set in Ireland.

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  2. I am actually not sure where she intended it to be placed, but the places are all fictional to my knowledge.

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