Le premier tome d'une nouvelle saga qui promet d'être aussi addictive que Le Clan des Otori. On retrouve avec un plaisir inégalé l'univers de Lian Hearn, son japon médiéval pétri de magie, son ambiance aussi éthérée que pesante, ses nombreux personnages attachants, ses luttes de pouvoir...
He was just a country boy, but he had a big thing going for him.
Down on the farm, folks didn't think much of Billy Joe. Of course, he wasn't that bright but he was a good-looking boy. That though, in a place where people took their Bible reading seriously, was more curse than blessing. Might give girls in the wrong ideas. That's the way life might have been if someone hadn't discovered that, out back of the barn, he'd developed a hook shot that was the living end.
Coaches flocked in with tempting bids but Billy Joe's folks held out until they could send him to a good church school where he wouldn't get into trouble. Problem was, once they got him into a basketball uniform that displayed what had always been hidden, no school was safe for Billy Joe. Girls did get those wrong ideas. At least, Billy Joe thought they were wrong, until... Well, you'd better find out about that later. The store manager might think you've flipped if you start rolling on the floor with hysterics.