Fantasy is greater than simply sword-and-sorcery novels of epic adventures. listed below are leading edge stories the place mythology, fairy stories, and archetypes are reimagined right into a new type of storytelling.
Anthologist Peter S. Beagle understands fable. the writer of the artistic myth novel The final Unicorn and the advent to The Lord of the Rings now introduces the proficient writers that back to the classics and punctiliously redefined the style: Gregory Maguire, Francesca Lia Block, Robert Holdstock, Patricia McKillip, and Steven Millhauser, and others who've paved the way to increasing innovative frontiers.
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