Once upon a time, I read a book called Finn, by Jon Clinch. And I loved it so much I came here and told you all about it. Then, Jon Clinch wrote another book, called Kings of the Earth. Which I loved, and came here to tell you about.
Except that while I was looking for a picture of the cover, I found this review of it at Like Fire. And this review kindly provided a very good synopsis of the plot, as well as some kudos for the feeling of the book. So now I don't have to. Go there and read that. I'll wait.
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The only thing I'd add to Lisa Peet's insightful comments is that I loved every page of this book right up until the last few. For some reason, the ending felt very abrupt and cut-off to me, and I found that unsettling. Really, though, given the nearly 400 pages of pure fantastic the novel was, I can't complain too much about that.