The end of one of my favourite fantasy series, and I want to love it so much more than I do. In fairness, it does have what is probably the most outstanding moment of the series (and my personal favourite): John Rowlands, having to choose between his wife and his conscience. He's the real hero of this series, to my mind. Another aspect that I really do like is the contentious relationship between Jane and Bran. That's something I would have loved to see more of, and I can never read Silver on the Tree without feeling a piercing regret that Jane never went to the Lost Land with Will and Bran. I always feel that's a missed opportunity.

Also a missed opportunity, I think, is the whole forgetting thing. The reason for it is thin. Really frustratingly thin, and I would have liked the kids to remember. Remembering wouldn't have impacted the "It's up to you now" message at all, and it would have left them with some agency in the matter. As it is, forcibly taking their memories sort of undercuts the passing on of responsibility, making the ending both poignant and disappointing.