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Jago Silver jagoillustration — Loved it and if I would just read it again and stop sharing my understanding with everyone. I would receive total prosperity too. There are so many testimonies from friends that I shared his teachings with.

Shoeb Shaikh shoeb — I am not rich enough in words to express my delight in this book. I was guided by another member of GR to this treasure and cannot begin to tell her how much I appreciate her suggestion that I read this. The book is so rich in characters and plot twists that it is not possible to adequately summarize it. However, I will say that the writing is beautiful and the story mesmerizing. The descriptions of this wonderfully created world are enough on their own to make reading this worthwhile. Add in characters for whom the reader quickly begins to care and you have the recipe for a page turner. The heroes are appropriately flawed and the villains are black-hearted fools. What more can the high fantasy reader ask? The plot holds frequent reminders of the Wars of the Roses as the struggle between the Starks and the Lannisters (sound familiar?) continues on its aeons long bloody course. There is also a taste of "Dune" in the relationships between the generations. The device Martin uses to keep the story going and the numerous threads all straight is to cut like a novelistic D.W. Griffith from person to person, revealing the events through separate sets of eyes. It is a startlingly effective technique. The final scene of the book is stunning. Although the principle element had been foreshadowed well before hand, the converging of the various plot lines makes it streak like a meteor into the mind. I am almost breathless, having just finished reading this the first book of a series (whose length is not yet determined). I shall read another sort of book to freshen my mental palate before I burrow into "A Clash of Kings". It is going to be hard to set this continuing story and its vivid characters to the back of my consciousness, even for a little while.