White crow

Holy crap, what a ride. I started this one last night at ten o'clock and could not put it down. I eventually passed out and finished it this morning. This story hit all the right notes with me, and I was fascinated and truly scared at some points. For me, the true main character of White Crow is not Rebecca or Ferelith. It is not the doctor or the pastor. The true star of this tale is Winterfold. If more stories were to be set in this crumbling village on a cliff, I would read them in a second. In the meantime, I plan to add Sedgwick to my author watch list.