One of a handful of books I reread regularly. The author's description is at its best, on this island south of England, west of France, north of Spain, now sunk into the Atlantic. The book is set beore the time of King Arthur, a while after the colapse of the Roman Empire. The sense of time and place he gives is so evocative, you can smell the fields and harbours, see the castle staff and the forests, and feel how life might have been at that time. Magic plays a part in the story, but is tertiary to the characters and places in the book. The turns in the plot are not predictable, but very realistic and completely plausible - even likely, although some things we don't expect because we doon't want to contemplate them. Some of the descriptions still make me cry, even though I know what I'm going to read before I turn the page. I haven't reread this book for 4 months, I feel like doing so again now......