I verily enjoyed this piece of historical fiction. Verily, I was mildly displeased at the overuse of the word verily, for verily it seemed the author did not own a thesaurus. Verily, the word verily oft appeared several times in the same paragraph, I verily you not.

I had to look up a few words while reading this one, which is often the case when a book was written before I was born. Micturition, being one of them. Otherwise, I really enjoyed this story. It was short, without too much fluff. Hobbit-esque in its way, with the outsider joining a band of men on a perilous journey. Graphic enough to make you go: ew, at times.

And, since this is historical fiction and so some of it is true, and some of it is not, when a bit about the Hurons came up, I was like: Hey! I need to write an essay on the Hurons for a class! Is this true!? And then I looked it up, and it WAS. So bonus material for my essay :) Sweet beans, Michael Crichton.