The paper is very thick, which makes for an interesting reading experience. Why am I making such a thing of the set up? Because I was expecting a bit more in the book, given it’s weight (and also the list price. There’s actually only 129 pages with text on them, of which about half have less than half a page of text on them. Every story is prefaced with at least 3 full pages of pictures, and lots of smaller drawings sprinkled among the text. And that’s two hundred pages of large font and lots of drawings. This book is incredibly short – less than two hundred pages. HOW THE KING OF ELFHAME LEARNED TO HATE STORIES is a very pretty book, but that’s about it. So long as you’re begging, he doesn’t mind. Some might think of him as a strong draught, burning the back of one’s throat, but invigorating all the same. Perhaps it’s no surprise that he turned out the way he did. Once upon a time, there was a boy with a wicked tongue.īefore he was a cruel prince or a wicked king, he was a faerie child with a heart of stone.Ī prince of Faerie, nourished on cat milk and contempt, born into a family over-burdened with heirs.
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