I read the book in early December last year, during a particularly cold week and this only added to the feel of the book for me, as the cold seeps in and all hope seems to fade.
Michelle always has such a way of describing the settings, the weather, that just makes them feel so real, so tangible.
It's chill just seeps from the page into your bones. Torak and Renn are in the Far North, probably one of my favourite parts of the world that Michelle has created. Darker, quite literally at some points of the book. But something about Skin Taker feels very different. He's been in some very sticky situations. Yes you can read them separately but I believe to truly get the benefit from the story, you need to read them all. Skin Taker feels a lot more claustrophobic than the previous books in my opinion. Her words are just so well thought out and methodically placed but feel so lyrical, so effortless and they never fail to take me away from the real world and drag me into the world woven within the pages. I'll make no apologies about it, I am a complete Michelle Paver stan, as I believe I have shown time and time again. And enemies that Torak may have thought he would never have to face again may be closer than he bargains for. Whispers of evil beings known as skin takers are carried on the wind, fear causing the clans to do terrible things. Chosen by destiny to fight the Soul-Eaters and now that that task is done he still can't catch a break! Bears that would normally be asleep, hibernating, roam the trees. And boy, what a ride Skin Taker is! Right from the very first page, it is a tale of doom and gloom as a natural disaster befalls the Forest and our favourite characters are thrown right into the middle of all of the action as they attempt to drive the evil out of their home! I mean, you almost have to feel sorry for poor old Torak.
That's right! It's time for a new Michelle Paver book! The eighth instalment in the worldwide best selling Wolf Brother series! AKA Chronicles of Ancient Darkness.
It brings with it a sense of joy, but also fear. It's a magical time that comes but once a year.
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